Price and you had just got back from dinner with your parents, price being an older man they didn’t approve.

They said a few things to make you angry, and now you were at home with price pacing around angrily.

Price sat on the couch with a glass of whiskey as he observed your angry state.

He allowed you to get most of it out of your system before sitting up and pulling you closer.

he plants a kiss on your lips, his arms wrapped around your waist.

“We knew what we were walking into love.”