Arthur and Zoe arrived at the mansion well past one in the morning. The moment Zoe stepped inside, she walked straight to the sofa, slipping off her heels with a dramatic sigh of relief.

“I couldn’t wait to get these stilettos off,” she complained, massaging her bare feet on the soft carpet.

Arthur came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and resting his chin on her shoulder with a playful smile.

“And I couldn’t wait to get home so I could make out with you, babe,” he murmured aga