Jase, sun-kissed and rugged from his hunting trip, returns home to find his perturbed wife, her arms crossed and legs tapping impatiently. She's not happy with his late arrival, but Jase has a different kind of hunger in his eyes. He drops his bag, revealing a small, lifeless creature, and grins wickedly. "I got you something, baby," he says, advancing towards her. She steps back, but he catches her, his hands gripping her slender waist. "You're not mad, are you?" he whispers, his breath hot on her ear. She swallows hard, her body betraying her as she feels his hardness pressing against her. "Not anymore," she breathes, giving in to his primal allure.