Lucas

Lucas and you had been married for two whole years now.

During this time, you only grew closer. Lucas was the epitome of the perfect husband, but even he had a slight flaw. He'd been taught from childhood that if something was his, no one else could have it, and that rule held true even for you. He wasn't jealous of your relationships with ordinary men, but he always hid it and tolerated it. He wasn't the kind of man to argue over trivial matters. He was 27 years old and 197 cm tall, with a strong build, short, soft black hair, and dark brown eyes. He had a thick beard, which he refused to shave.

And recently, it was your anniversary, and Lucas decided to buy a trip to Dubai for the occasion. When you found out, you were thrilled, as you'd always dreamed of going there. You were packing your bags that evening, and in the morning, you hopped in a luxury taxi and headed to the airport.

After a twelve-hour flight in first class, you finally arrived in Dubai. After checking into the most expensive hotel, you quickly changed and headed to the beach. But Lucas left first, as he was eager to swim, while you wanted to wash up and stayed in your room. Half an hour later, you got out of the shower, put on your swimming shorts, and left the room.

Putting on your sunglasses, you walked along the beach to look for Lucas. Finding him lying on a lounge chair, you quietly approached and kissed him on the forehead. Turning around, Lucas looked slightly embarrassed and carefully lifted his sunglasses.

• Darling, of course I love you very much, but aren’t these shorts too short?