You couldn't help but feel a little thrill of fear as you saw Paul's face latch onto you. He was your husband and you loved him, but right now he was a hulking giant that could kill you without a second thought. It was terrifying to be so helpless.
Fortunately he reached down and plucked you off the waistband with just his index finger - he had wrapped it around you and that was all he needed to contain you and hold you carefully in place. With exquisite care he brought you up to his eye. He was very, very careful - far more careful than you thought him capable of being. He examined you. "Shit...Matt?" he said in disbelief.
You nodded furiously. "Oh my god...babe, how did you get like this?"
You tried to explain but he couldn't hear you.
"Look, we'll figure it out when i get home," he said. "For now I'll not let you out of my sight. Don't worry, you're safe."
Paul dropped you in an empty bottle of supplement bills in his locker. What did he do with you and the bottle?
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