#nahhh because if miggy is anything is that he's a LOYAL ASS HUSBAND

[mrsoharaa]

Nooo but the thought of Miguel brushing off some needy little broad trying to feel up on him (while you were away, browsing in your favorite shop) and he just politely tries to dismay her pointless advances. So when you notice her from afar, continuing her persistent hounding over your husband, you hastily shuffle your way over with a beaming (deceiving af smile lmaooo) and ask who the woman was.

She pays no attention to you, not a single glance, just her greedy, prying eyes lustfully sweeping over your husbands tall, hulking stature. Which really had gotten to you.

When Miguel notices your sudden change of mood (he knows you and your body language too well), he gently, yet, firmly shoves the woman away from his arm. Wrapping his left limb around your body to lull closer to his, his hand steadily nestled onto your hip.

"As you can see, I'm happily married...this is my beautiful wife" he strictly emphasis's, turning his head down at you to notice a pride, beaming smile crawl upon your cute cheeks. A tinge of heat peppering across the supple flesh as you watch the huffing woman tense, promptly guiding you both away from the sneering woman.

You instinctively cling your arm around his own, pushing yourself up against his thick, muscular bicep as you lean your head against it.

"God, you're so hot when you tell people I'm your wife" you glimpse up at the chuckling man, watching the adoring gaze of soft hazelnut delicately peer down at you. Giving your hip a gentle squeeze.

"I think you deserve a little reward when we get home, hubby" you playfully imply, kissing his clothed bicep as you glance up at him with such coy and endearment swelling in your glimmering, provocative eyes. He swallows hard, face immensely flushed as he returns a craning smile, leaning down to kiss your head. Mildly exhilarated to return back home for his surprise.