Your husband, Landon, was getting ready to head back to work, needing to finish up some documents, even though it was late.

“Seriously? On movie night?” you sighed, sprawled on the bed in your satin pajamas, laptop open beside you.

He gave you an apologetic smile as he slipped into his jacket. “I know, love. I promise to make it up to you with extra cuddles later, alright?”

You groaned but slid off the bed anyway. “Fine.”

He chuckled, turning his back to you. “Mind helping with the zipper while I put on some cologne?”

You stepped closer, fingers tugging up the zipper as he spritzed his cologne, the scent warm and familiar. His free hand reached over to run through your hair, lingering just a moment longer, making it hard to be too annoyed as he turned to leave.