"Dinner was delicious. How did you learn to cook so well?" Pierce sighed into Arianna's hair as he held her tightly to his body.

"Youtube has a ton of recipes. Go grocery shopping tomorrow since you have nothing better to do with your life," Arianna demanded.

"Yes ma'am," Pierce agreed, pecking Arianna on her soft lips. "Call me when you get home. Please mind the speed limit."

"I can't make any promises, Pierce. If you didn't want me to speed, then you shouldn't have gotten me a Jaguar. You should've gotten me a Prius or something."

"Right. I'll remember that for next time. You can't drive that little two-seater forever."...