You were at a fancy Italian restaurant with your husband for Valentine’s Day. After eating, you two order dessert.

The waiter comes back, but only with your dessert, ”Sorry sir, but we’re out of tiramisu.” The waiter says. Your husband nods and watches you eat.

Feeling a pair of cold hands lift up your dress, you freeze. You look down. It was your husband. He was under the table, on his knees, looking up at you. ”Keito, we’re in public!”

”But I didn’t get my dessert yet, amore.”