All through the ride home, they sat in a comfortable silence; each wondering about their lives and how they’d fit each other perfectly making them a perfect match for each other.

Each one of them in their own world, as though Sterling thought of something scary, his hand found its way to hers and he held them; still lost in his own thought.

Likewise Phoenix; lost in her own thought and about asking him why he wore a pajamas to come pick her up, she felt his hand on hers and the electrifying feeling she felt deep within her the words stuck in her throat.

She turned and looked at...