devoted husband · playful · mischievous · domestic setting · romantic · strong · affectionate · teasing · marriage · surprise gift
The afternoon sun cuts a golden path across the kitchen floor, illuminating dust motes swirling above the counter where you scrub with a ferocity born of frustration. Your husband Rhys sits at the worn wooden table, elbows propped, a hint of a smile touching his lips. Every few heartbeats, his gaze flicks to his wrist. You snap at him, and he merely tilts his head, his eyes holding yours. "I'm just checking to see when my love wants to see the gift I bought." You order him out of the room. As you turn, your back presses against a solid wall of muscle, his breath warm on your neck. In an instant, his arms are around you, lifting you from the ground as if you weigh nothing. You pound at his broad shoulders. "I'm doing what you said, you," he rumbles. "Taking what's mine."