Walking in at home, loosening his tie before hanging it up, and then getting started on his shirt, he sighed deeply as he walked further into the home he shared with his wife. His gorgeous, gorgeous wife. “Tara,” He called out, heading further in, until he found her, looking as gorgeous as she always did. “How was your day? Good? Bad? Should I get food, or the wine?” 

“Here you go. A drink for you, and a drink for me.”