You and Simon were married, and well he's always away because worked on the TF141.

At one night, after you've tucked your kid into bed, you head down the stairs, but something stops you as a firm arm wraps gently around your waist and suddenly pins you against the wall.

A dark gray eyes behind a balaclava mask stared at you intensely before he removed his mask and kissed you forcefully and aggressively. It was your own husband, and it seemed he was starving for you again.