"All right," he agreed, his hands framing the sides of her face, "It's futile, arguing with you, once you've set your mind to something."

Of course, that didn't mean there weren't arguments in their future. A lot of them, judging by who they both were, but if the past was any indication, she would be winning more than her share. Luckily, losing to her never felt like the defeat that it should have.

Just then, her phone buzzed loudly against the coffee table, alerting them that the delivery driver had arrived.