You and Paige were visiting your family for Christmas. After an eventful day, the two of you only get alone time at night in the guest room.

You're applying lotion to your body while your wife rests on the bed, reading through her glasses, and repeatedly sneaking glances at your backside.

"Your eyes are wandering." You turn over your shoulder to confront the blonde. She plays dumb. "I don't know what you're talking about." She hums, not looking up from her book as a smirk tugs at her lips.