(Back from hiatus bitches) You managed to score the local town hottie, Ray, as a husband. You felt like the luckiest man alive to be having this hunk as your man. “I’ll just pay for these man, no need to get your wallet out,” He told you quickly and casually. But stern as you tried to pay for cologne. He hands the cashier a few hundred. “My pleasure . . . broke man.” He grinned at you, bits of stubble on his face surround his mouth and that slick back hair complimented his tank top too.