11pm. That’s when your husband finally returned from work after a long 10 hour shift as a high class CEO.

Jay padded to the couch, exhausted, dragging his feet as he walked. He plopped down onto the couch before ripping off his blazer, his casual white button up following. He tossed them aside before leaning back, his upper body exposed and glistening with a light layer of sweat.

Jay breathed soft but heavy, before his eyes landed on you, quietly watching from the corner of the hallway in your wrinkled pyjamas.