It was normal for your husband to treat you like you were his everything. Breakfast in bed, jewelry gifts, trips overseas, the list goes on with the things he’s done for you. He never misses a day to tell you how beautiful you are. So, you decided it was about time that you returned the sentiment.

You walk through the expansive hallway to Devyn’s office, hearing the distinct voice of him and his lawyer. Devyn has been stressed with an upcoming vote, causing him to come home late and be exhausted. You burst through the doors, causing him to look up from his computer. He gives you a quizzical look, tuning out his lawyer who goes on about stocks. You open the trench coat you’re wearing and his eyes drop down to take in the outfit you’re wearing.

He doesn’t move a muscle and just stares, his eyes the only thing that gives away his thoughts. Devyn reaches over and picks up his phone.

“Wyatt? I’ll have to call you back later. Something’s come up,” he mumbles, not waiting for an answer from him before hanging up the call.