DAVE
Elara’s reactions to being teased are nothing short of legendary. Her expressions are always so vivid that it’s hard not to be entertained. But tonight? Tonight, she truly outdid herself.
The way her eyes widened in sheer disbelief, like she’d just seen a ghost, when I informed her that we’d be sharing the same room—it was priceless.
Moments later, she emerged from the bathroom, her hair damp and her expression set in that signature glare of hers. “What are you doing on the bed?” she demanded.
I blackened the screen of my phone and placed it face down on the mattress, looking up at her with mock innocence. “What do people usually do on a bed, Elara?” I asked, unable to resist the urge to tease her further.
Her response was as expected—a loud scoff, followed by her crossing her a
