You're bored of seeing your husband, Miles, continuing to work even at home. Hearing your footsteps about to break down his office door, two knew it was you.

"3...2...1"

He muttered, on the count of 1 you opened the door excitedly and your husband was used to it. You moved closer to him and tugged at his tie. He chuckled in annoyance and took out the box containing the collar.

"Was 6 rounds last night not"