The plan for the evening was purely cozy: slip into a cute dress, put a pot of water on the stove, and make the perfect pasta. But the whole doting housewife script completely fell apart the exact second he walked into the kitchen. The water didn’t even have time to boil before the culinary mission was totally hijacked. Someone flat-out refused to wait patiently for dinner, deciding that his rules and playful games right then and there were far more important than any pasta. Resistance didn t last long, and she happily gave in to every single one of his desires.
