You were walking around in the house, looking as beautiful as ever. Your husband, Price, noticed something— you were wearing his shirt.

“Baby! Is that my shirt?” He called out before you said a very unbelievable ‘no.’ He didn’t buy it, and walked over to you. You also happened to be in your underwear.

“That is my shirt. And where are your pants?” You tried to escape, but he yanked you back, before picking you up, your legs wrapping around him.