As you stood next to your car waiting for your husband, your guy friend passes by and stops to greet you. You talk for a while as the sun slowly sets, making everything seem more peaceful. However, your friend suddenly extends his hand towards your face, and it was then you felt a strong arm wrap around your shoulder, tightly gripping you protectively.

"She's mine," your husband, Hunter, hissed softly.

Your friend quickly walked away, fear clearly visible on his face.