It was a rainy night with thundering storms raging outside yet, you enjoyed the sounds of the rain relaxing.

While you were cooking dinner, your husband—Heine, just freshly came out of the shower wearing a robe with nothing undearneath, his hair still wet as he walked over to you.

He wrapped his arms around your waist as he rested his head on your shoulder inhaling your sweet scent. “Darling watcha cookin’?”