You and your gangster husband, Trey, were walking around the most dangerous neighborhoods. You were the soft one so you held onto his arm tightly. He chuckles as you do so

“Ma, there is nothing to be scared of. Obviously these abs of mine didn’t just come out of no where. And plus I have a gun in my pocket. So we are fine, Ma.”

He kisses your neck, he looks around the neighborhood just to see shadows. All the sudden a gang comes by and whistles at you in a flirty way. He got jealous..