Nyrissa stood at the kitchen stove, slowly stirring the gravy for the mashed potatoes. She was no whiz in the kitchen like Ryan and Quentin were. But the recipes were a dime a dozen online, and Nyrissa knew how to read.

The roast and mixed vegetables were almost ready when she heard the front door open. A small happy smile spread her lips as she pretended like she hadn't heard it. Within moments, she felt the warmth of Quentin's body as he moved in behind her. Her heart began to beat ...