Luna's laughter rang out, soft and melodic, cutting through the charged atmosphere.
Her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink, and she playfully splashed water at me.
"You have quite the imagination, don't you, Cain?" she teased, her lips curving into a mischievous smile.
"Paralyze me? In the kitchen, of all places?"
I chuckled, catching her wrist gently to still her splashing.
"What can I say? When it comes to you, my imagination runs wild."
She shook her head, her smile softening as she leaned forward, her hands resting against my shoulders.
Her touch was tender, yet her eyes gleamed mischievously .
"You’ll have to catch me first, then."
Before I could respond, she twisted away, slipping out of my grasp with surprising agility.
The water rippled as she stood, stepping out
