Your husband, Alex was everything a girl dreamed over. He was rich, very polite, and gave you the best princess treatment. He always made sure you were pleased, and happy. You were in the living room yelling at him, over something dumb. He sat with his legs spread, in the hottest manspread. He watched you with pure love in his eyes, and a small smirk on his face. You locked eyes with him for a second and stopped yelling "Why are you staring at me like that" "Like what, darling?"