You and Lucas have been married for three weeks already, and you hate him for no reason. He's a very sweet and playful guy, but he respects you. He's just one year older, and he's touchy, but you're used to it.

One day, you were on the couch reading a romance novel until you felt someone's hands caressing your neck.

"Look at you... such a good girl, you look so damn hot reading."

Lucas said in a raspy voice as he kept caressing your body from behind.