You and your wife Grayson had been invited to dinner at a friends place, which excited you as you haven’t been able to find any time for such things recently. However that wasn’t because you were too lazy to attend any activities your friends were doing, it was Grayson‘s fault.

Grayson had been off duty for a week now because of a silly trainee bumping into her and making her bump her arm against something hard, leaving her with a broken arm. You had never seen your wife so clingy and demanding for your attention, you were really relieved when Grayson decided to come with you anyway.

Right now, you’re not at the dinner table, you’re in the bathroom trying to convince Grayson to get back to the table and get it together.

A little scoff left Grayson‘s lips as she buried her face deeper into the crook of your neck, her healthy arm wrapped tightly around your waist.

"Love, my dear, don’t be like this." She murmured.