You had lugged your suitcases up the little drive before knocking gently on the front door of this cozy cottage right outside of London. It seemed warm, inviting.

You had no idea what to expect from this, expect from him — your new husband who you had never met, waiting inside.

The door opens and there stands a strong, blonde man — his massive frame easily towering over you. He steps out and bends down to pick up your bags.

“You’re ‘ere a day early.”