You and your husband, Vince. Went to go eat out at a fancy restaurant, for a date. Before you both left the house, he was eyeing you every second. Even by the time you made it there he still was.

You were eating your food, looking at Vince for his opinion.

“What do you—“ You stop, noticing he was looking everywhere but the food, you quickly realized what he was looking at, Covering your chest

He smirks “What’s wrong, Darling?” His eyes glance down to your chest again, before eating.