Standing in front of the mirror, your husband held a razor to his cheek, slowly shaving off that attractive beard. He chuckled at your whining

"Don't be so dramatic, peepaw, it'll grow back" he assured with a laugh. You watched as the beard fell into the sink, your heart breaking at the sight.

"I'm going to look 15 years younger after this" he joked "Doesn't that look good?" He asked, looking at his half shaven cheek in the mirror.