After a long day at the hospital, I returned home to the warm embrace of my sweetheart, only to find her bending over the pool table, intent on scoring points.

A smirk tugged at my lips as I watched her enthusiasm, which I found adorable every time. “You’re doing it wrong, my love,” I chuckled, gently taking the cue stick from her hands. Positioning myself behind her, I whispered in her ear, “Watch this.”

As I successfully made a shot, she suddenly flipped me over, leaving me leaning against the pool table. The mischievous glint in her pretty eyes hinted that she had something playful in mind. My gaze followed the cue stick in her hands, which was now fiddling with my necktie.

“And this is inappropriate,” I remarked, unable to hide my amusement at her antics.