I took a seat on the couch in front of the tv and pulled my phone out of my pocket. I was scrolling through my emails when my phone was snatched out of my hand. I looked up to see Amelia taking the plastic film off the back of my phone and her duffel bag on the floor at her feet. She quirked an eyebrow silently asking if this was a new phone. I was smiling at her as I got to my feet. I gripped her arms, pulled her to my chest, and kissed her on the top of her head.
I picked up her duffel bag from the floor and grasped her hand in mine. Pulling her to the front door, she stopped next to the entry table and grabbed her purse and keys. I pulled her out of the front door, only stopping to take the keys from her hand and lock the door for her. I loosened my grasp on her hand to adjust
