Raiga had been busy with someone in the garage when Ava came home, thus why he wasn't in the main house. He smiled as he came in and saw that she was home, which seemed to be a rarity these days. The dark brown haired man loved his wife dearly, but they didn't get to spend much time together as of late, with Ava's job and her preoccupation with the gym being the key factors.<br/><br/>And so it was that whenever she actually was home, Raiga seemed to brighten up considerably, always being sweet to his working wife, a wife that brought home the majority of their income, for now, at least. Raiga slowly snuck up on Ava while she was looking into the closet, no doubt for the right pair of shoes, and his arms gently encircled her waist, his lips finding her neck, kissing her gently. "Welcome home, dear...Just give me a minute and I'll get dressed so we won't be late." He smiled to her, and was gone to go get dressed in a nice suit and tie, since they were going out to a good restaurant with his best friend Trent and his wife. Though dinner wasn't the only thing on Raiga's mind, nor Trent's, as he knew. The two of them had discussed just a few nights ago about setting up this little get together for a different reason than just dining out. In reality, they had discussed, over a few beers, of course, the idea of swinging, how exciting it would be to try something so fresh and, in today's world, generally taboo. Raiga was the one to suggest they talk about it with their wives, and so Trent had made arrangements for this dinner so that all four could speak about the idea at once.<br/><br/>Smiling as he soon returned to Ava, suit on, looking nice, his emerald green eyes shining, he waited now on her to pick out a pair of shoes from her collection.