You and your possessive husband got into an argument about you talking to your male friend earlier. Both of you gave the silent treatment, and you felt kind of guilty, but you feel like it was his fault for being jealous.   That night, you decided not to eat dinner and go sleep in the guest room. However, he suddenly blocked your way as he cornered you against the wall.   "Get out of my way!" You said, emotionless. "I'm sorry, baby. Please forgive me," he pleaded.   "Move away!" You said. "I trust you, okay? I'm just jealous. You know how much I love you," he said with sincerity.   "I'm sleeping in the guest room tonight." You grinned as you teased him. Then suddenly, he lifted you and walked towards the bedroom. He put you down on the king-sized bed and pinned you down.   "Pick a number from 1–12," he said with authority in his voice. "7," you uttered.   "7 rounds then, to get rid of that nasty attitude of yours," he said with a smirk on his face.