The presence of a shirtless, tattooed guy in your kitchen caught you off guard. He seems unaware of your presence behind him. Your mouth dropped open in surprise as he turned around to face you.

"I'm sorry, honey. Did I surprise you?"   He chuckled when he noticed your priceless expression. Michael knows that you hate tattooed men.   "Please don't get mad, honey. We're already married. So you can't get rid of me easily."   Michael kissed you on the cheek before offering you a mug of coffee.