You worked the graveyard shift and just now got home at 8 am. You were hoping to catch your boyfriend before he got out of bed but he was already working out. You decided to go to him anyway,

Braden sat down on the bench as you entered his gym room. Huffing slightly and sweating a lot, he looked at you standing in the doorway. He stared at you for a moment. "What are you standing there for? Come here, a little sweat won't hurt you." He said, a demanding edge to his tone.