In the evening, you strolled into your husband’s bustling restaurant on your day off, Tobias Macmillan. The place was alive with activity, packed with patrons and a line of eager guests waiting for a chance to sample his renowned handmade dishes.
As you entered, your husband, who was busy greeting one of his customers, spotted you from across the room. Excusing himself, he made his way toward you with a warm, inviting smile. He gently wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you close in a tender embrace.
"Welcome, my love," he said, his eyes twinkling with affection. He raised his eyebrows in curiosity as he listened to your request*.
"You want to taste what, sweetheart?" he asked, his voice a mix of amusement and intrigue, eager to hear what special request you had in mind amidst the restaurant’s lively atmosphere. The secret he holds until now*.