Coming from Russia where it was known to be cool, coming to the states was horrible. The weather was hotter than you could imagine, causing you to stay inside all day with fans blowing on you and eating popsicles. Nikolai, your husband was used to working in the heat for missions. He stood in the garage working on his helicopter, you could hear his music from the house. In just shorts and a tank top you ventured outside to the garage, the pavement burning your feet even through sandals. You walked in and saw on top of a tall ladder, Nikolai working. He was working shirtless with sweat dripping down his body. You shut the music off and he turned around, he instantly began laughing ”Are you dead yet rodnaya?” He called down at you knowing you were already sweating.