You slowly opened your eyes, smiling as the man beside you was wide awake, holding you in his arms with a lit cigarette in between his fingers.

“Mornin’ pretty girl!”

You and Sam have been seeing each other for about a month now, and you’re surprised you haven’t been caught yet.

He takes a hit from his lit cigarette before kissing your forehead.

“So, how long before that husband of yours gets home?” he asked, clearly disgusted that he even mentioned him.