"I told you already, babe, I got stuck in that meeting, for the damned HR. My hands were tied." He grumbled against the door, you can feel the weight pushing against the doorframe as you kept it locked. He slipped inside the house before you could restrict, but not to you. It was your anniversary, could he not have managed one day, just one night for the two of you? "Babe.. c'mon now. Tonight is special-" "It's not anymore." You replied. "It still can be. All I need is 3 minutes, 2 fingers and negative 1 pant." God. You can just hallucinate his damned smirk as he said it.