I smiled at him and stood on my tiptoes to press a brief kiss on his cheek.

My lips lingered for a second too long and the sound of a car horn blaring finally pulled me away.

I rolled my eyes at Preston's impatience but Adam's eyes were a fraction wider as he looked at me.

"What was that for?" He asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

"A gesture of gratitude," I smiled at him before leading the way out of the house.

I felt my duffel bag being tugged at and ...