Ominously Sexy

(My husband is at work when a screw falls out of our bed frame and is stripped. I need his help to take it apart to fix the issue.)

Me: “I’m gonna need your help in the bedroom when you get home.”

Husband: “Not sure if that’s ominous or sexy…”

Me: “Exactly as I planned. You’ll just have to be surprised.”

Husband: “I can already see how this is going to play out. I’ll come home and you’ll be wearing some kind of sexy outfit, you’ll lead me back to the bedroom… and then have me crawl under the bed to clean up cat vomit.”

Me: “While that seems likely, it’s probably much worse.”

Husband: “…aaand it’s officially veered solidly in ‘ominous’ territory.”