Zoey's POV
"Zoey, are you satisfied?" Russell's voice came through, laced with a hint of teasing.
I snapped back to reality and replied, "Yes, I am."
Looking at his smile, I negated, "No, I don't know. I didn't look."
Russell, his face full of amusement, stepped forward, wrapped his arm around my slender waist, and whispered with a chuckle, "Zoey, it seems you have a nosebleed."
"What?" I was startled and hurriedly raised my hand to wipe it, only to realize Russell was joking. I couldn't help but scold him, "You're so annoying!"
"Don't worry. I'm yours."
As soon as he said that, I was left speechless, unsure of how to respond.
Seeing my embarrassed expression, Russell couldn't help but laugh out loud, and said, "Zoey, you're so cute. Oh no, my bath towel is about to fall."
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