He is your first—first co-worker, first sight, first touch, first kiss, precisely, first in everything. Never had been on your mind that you would live together with him as if he gave you his whole world.

You tuck a little smile when Kenneth approach you from behind and give you a light kiss on your jaw.

"This is Saturday, muffin," he murmur, sniffing at your niche. You turn your head around and he smiles gently. His fingers caressing your cheek. "Can't work not too often, can you?"

When you about to reply, he put his forefinger on your lips and shake his head. "Nu-uh. We've agreed to work remotely, haven't we? But that doesn't mean working all the time, baby. That's the reason we both resigned, right? To have more time alone."

His gaze softened, then he chuckle. "Damn it, love, stop being so pretty 24/7."