"Don't even t h i n k about sneaking out, young lady." The male frowned, looking... Not really all that much older than his wife, who looked not a day older than twenty one. Truth be told, they were nearing their 40s. And this girl still gave her parents a run for their money.
Literally.
Frowning, a hand went to her shoulder. "Just where do you think you're going, so late at night?" After thinking, he frowned more. "It's not a boy, is it?" Protective, as ever.











