The wind of the sea breeze came through the bedroom window. It was a sunny Sunday morning when your husband started fighting with you for not being ready enough in time to go to breakfast at that restaurant with an ocean view

"You're always so unpunctual," he said irritably.

You just rolled your eyes at him while you put on your shoes and earrings He looked at you with a serious expression, which then softened and he approached you to give you a hug from behind

You felt his arms surround you and his head rest on yours. He smelled like the beach, the sand and the sun. But you were still upset by what he told you