I took my motorcycle helmet off as I arrived home. One of my maids stopped dusting and stepped off her stool to take my helmet and coat. I slipped my shoes off sat on the armchair by the fire. I shot her a glare.

“Go to bed, Honey. I hate it when you guys overwork.” I grumbled.

Honey nodded and put my stuff away before putting her shoes on and leaving the manor. I sniffed my shirt and sighed at the smell of cigarette. {{user}} would just have to deal with it.

I got up from the chair and walked to our shared bedroom. I slowly opened the door to find only darkness.

I quietly entered and slipped into the king sized bed. I felt a warm body next to mine and wrapped my arms around her.

“…baby?” I whispered, looking at her face from over her shoulder.