Amy was home by the time I arrived from work and she was alone which came as a surprise until I learned that it was her plan. I shut the front door behind me once I entered the house where I found her in the kitchen. She quirked an eyebrow when she watched me enter the kitchen. "You forgot to pick me up," I informed her, placing the takeaway bag and a bottle of wine down on the counter.
"I know it's your way of punishing me because of what happened this morning." I continued. "But to leave me at the shop, that's a bit immature." Amy started to look guilty and ashamed. "Okay, maybe that wasn't mature of me." She replied. "You think?" I questioned, kicking off my shoes and rubbing my feet.
"So, are you going to share your legendary night with me?" She asked watching me. "Your punishment i
