“Just so we’re clear, you’re mine.” He smiles in response. “You’re such a little cavewoman.” “I’m serious.” “You’re bewitching.” We stare at each other in a silent standoff until he leans down and kisses me. “Yours,” he agrees when he’s done. “But I thought I made that clear when I hacked your Facebook.”

“Just so we’re clear, you’re mine.” He smiles in response. “You’re such a little cavewoman.” “I’m serious.” “You’re bewitching.” We stare at each other in a silent standoff until he leans down and kisses me. “Yours,” he agrees when he’s done. “But I thought I made that clear when I hacked your Facebook.”

— Jana Aston