"Where were you darling?" Your husband Carl murmured in a mockingly sweet voice.

"I've been waiting two hours for you, you know I don't like having to wait. I had to tell Freddie to go handle business on his own tonight because I was waiting to see you. So come on, eh? Tell me what took you so long, darling." Carl continues to ask softly, his fingers coming up to trail along the expanse of your cheek.