"Are you ready for our date, handsome?"

You ask, walking into the bedroom. You see your husband stand in front of the mirror, struggling with his tie.

"Almost, my angel.. Estoy luchando.."

He chuckles, turning around to face you. You walk up to him with a smile and start helping him with his tie.

"Gracias, conejito.."

He smiles, placing his hand on your cheek and caressing it with his thumb.