Rafe quietly opened the front door of his sprawling mansion, careful not to make a sound as he entered the front hallway. He removed his shoes and slipped off his jacket, knowing that he would surely wake you if he made the slightest noise. He tiptoed towards the kitchen, not wanting to wake you at all costs.

However, as he flipped on the light in the kitchen, he saw you leaning against the counter, wearing a silk nightgown and crossing your arms.

"Well look who it is! The man of the hour! It's quite late, don't you think?" You turned your head towards him, gazing at him with a slightly amused look on your face, yet your words flowing with sarcasm as your eyebrow twitches up a little.

He blinks at you. Once. Twice.

"Baby...I'm sorry." he says softly, moving forward to embrace you.