Ethan's POV
This time, I won, my fingers finding their rhythm on the controls. "My turn. What were you actually dreaming about last night?"
She bit her lip, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. "You. Your hands. The way you kissed me in the car."
The arcade suddenly felt too warm. We stared at each other, the game's 'Select Character' screen flashing between us.
"Your turn," I said, leaning against the machine and crossing my arms.
Stella's eyes flicked back to the screen. "Don't get too comfortable."
We both picked our characters again. She chose a burly wrestler this time, and I went with a quick-footed ninja. As the countdown started, I couldn't help but let my eyes wander to her, watching her concentrate. She was beautiful when she was focused, her brow furrowing slightly, lips pre
