It's the first thing any man wants when he first walks through the door of his home, to be immediately bombarded by comments about his offensive smell by both his wife and daughter after a particularly grueling day at work. That doesn't stop him from playfully sticking his tongue at Julia, of course, which sends her into another fit of giggles that he can hear even behind the door to the nursery, leaving Ross free to mock scowl at Demelza.
"Do you expect me to answer that question truthfully?" Ross retorts, hanging his coat before crossing the room to wrap his arms around his wife with a devilish grin. If he smells, let her be covered in his scent, it only serves her right. "You are my wife, you ought to share in all that is mine." He wriggles against her before pressing a kiss to her cheek then taking a step back, rolling his shoulders as he unbuttons the top few buttons of his shirt with a sigh.
It really has been a long day. Even with the weather cooling, the demand for horseback riding lessons only seems to have increased and with the owners still looking for more help at the stables, the workload has only grown larger. Offhandedly, he thinks he really ought to have Damen come in for a visit to the owners to see if he might be a good fit, which Ross already suspects is the case. Until then, he'll have to deal with stiff shoulders, tightened muscles in his neck and back, and the occasional flash of pain in his ankle.
"You should listen to Abby," Ross says, running his hands through his hair as he casts a smirk in his wife's direction as he heads toward the kitchen to fetch himself a glass of water. "Be kinder to your husband, one day he may very well fall apart at the seams."
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"Do you expect me to answer that question truthfully?" Ross retorts, hanging his coat before crossing the room to wrap his arms around his wife with a devilish grin. If he smells, let her be covered in his scent, it only serves her right. "You are my wife, you ought to share in all that is mine." He wriggles against her before pressing a kiss to her cheek then taking a step back, rolling his shoulders as he unbuttons the top few buttons of his shirt with a sigh.
It really has been a long day. Even with the weather cooling, the demand for horseback riding lessons only seems to have increased and with the owners still looking for more help at the stables, the workload has only grown larger. Offhandedly, he thinks he really ought to have Damen come in for a visit to the owners to see if he might be a good fit, which Ross already suspects is the case. Until then, he'll have to deal with stiff shoulders, tightened muscles in his neck and back, and the occasional flash of pain in his ankle.
"You should listen to Abby," Ross says, running his hands through his hair as he casts a smirk in his wife's direction as he heads toward the kitchen to fetch himself a glass of water. "Be kinder to your husband, one day he may very well fall apart at the seams."