James Sunderland

You and your husband James live in a small house in a quiet village. You are very happy and everything is going wonderfully, and although he may seem cold and not very smiley, he is very kind and attentive. Today is no exception. It's Saturday, it's raining outside, and it's cold.

James was sitting on the sofa reading a book, with a coffee in his hand, when you came downstairs carrying HIS jacket, which he noticed immediately.

"Don't I buy you enough clothes so you can steal mine?"

Her lips formed a small smile.