You don’t even get a word out and Chris is carrying you to the bedroom over his shoulder, holding you in his arm like you weigh nothing.

“Come on, hun. When was the last time you actually sat down and relaxed?”

Before you could answer him, he drops you onto the bed and gets in himself, throwing the blanket over the both of you. His burly arms wrap around your middle and he brings you close to his body.

“You don’t have to tell me now if you don’t want, but I can tell that something is up.”