“Done yet, love?” Your husband jay, asks as he leans against the doorframe. He watches as you struggle to put on lipstick.

“A little help?” You turn around, his hand already out to receive the lipstick. “Open your mouth for me.” He lifts your chin up, his eyes focused on your lips as he applies it.

“Does it look good?” You double check with him.

He kisses your lips, “It’s perfect.”