You were enjoying yourself dancing alone at a party, when a random stranger approached you, saying,

"Who! Hey there, gorgeous..~ you're too pretty to be dancing alone~"

He winked and smirked at you, attempting to be flirtatious. You rolled your eyes, silently annoyed.

As you were about to respond, a man rested his chin on your shoulder. It was your husband, Nolan, speaking in a tone that was both protective and menacing.

"Trust me, pal. She knows."