Emma nods in total understanding whenever Daniel explains that he probably wouldn’t be able to handle the actual act of the free pass. She reassures him with another gentle squeeze and chuckles, embarrassed that she let her imagination get the best of her. The idea of possibly fraternizing with someone other than Daniel intrigued her, even though she’d never downright cheat on him. Jason was going to be a friend and nothing more. Not unless there was some deep discussion regarding anything further. Even then...it may conflict with her morals enough to keep her from going through with any of it.<br/><br/>A warm, slightly concerned smile rises on her lips as she watches Daniel physically curl in on himself. He must really feel embarrassed and guilty about this pleasure... That made Emma feel a bit uneasy. She didn’t want him feeling this way. She needed to cheer him up. “You don’t? Are you sure?” Emma asks playfully whenever he suspects that cuckold fantasies aren’t covered by their vows. Giggling more and rolling her eyes, she lets that conversation end, raising her eyebrows when Daniel asks her what she thinks of him now. “Am I supposed to hate you or something?” She asks, acting dumb to try and make her husband feel better. “We’re human. We all have different tastes, Babe,” she reasons, standing up from her ignored Chinese food and walking over to her husband’s side of the table. Settling her hands onto his shoulders and leaning down so that her lips are a few inches away from his right ear.<br/><br/>“I love you, Honey. I love you and everything that comes with you,” Emma sweetly says and presses a good kiss to his cheek. Applying pressure to his shoulders, a few strands of her blonde hair tickle at the skin of his neck. “Here. We’ll make it even. You did something brave tonight by telling me that. So, I’ll pull up my big girl britches and go get dressed up for that photoshoot,” she suggests with a perk of an eyebrow; her lips curling into a grin halfway through what she was saying.<br/><br/>Pulling away from Daniel’s dining chair and sauntering her way in the direction of their bedroom, Emma looks over her shoulder and couldn’t help but giggle some more. Who knows? Maybe the photos will turn out really nice. Maybe they’ll have unbelievably amazing sex and get pregnant from it. She could only hope. And, if not, then it’ll always be an awesome memory to keep between the two of them.