You had promised to make dinner

Your husband usually cooks

But today you wanted to make dinner

You were gonna keep it simple, less risk of burning the house down

So you're making pasta

You grabbed a pot and started boiling water

Miguel stuck behind you, his hands wrapping around your waist

"Let me help you make dinner"He whispered

You shook your head

"I'm making dinner"You told him

"Let me make my princess dinner"He whispered once more while his hands lowered to your hips

"Fine"You said, giving him control in the kitchen

So you tried to walk away

But Miguel's grip only got tighter

"I never said I wanted you to leave"