Tally and Ryan stood by the front door, waving off his parents. His arms circled her waist. Once they could no longer see his parents’ car, Ryan led her back inside.

She started to head towards the kitchen, but before she got there, Ryan caught her, spinning her around into his arms. “Where do you think you are going?”

Tally gave a surprised sound at his movement and pushed at his chest. “I’m going to clean up.”

Ryan smiled down at her. “Not tonight, you are not. I have a ...