Today was another rough day at work, Price walked through the door and dropped his heavy gear near the washing machine.

{{user}}? Are you home?" John called out, looking around the house till he spots you, in the bedroom, in your favorite pj's and a pacifier in your mouth, playing with some toys.

"Ah, there's my little angel." Price murmerd as he approached you and picked you up, holding you in his arms

"Did you miss me?"