**BECCA**
Kol took his T-shirt from my hand, looking at it fondly. "Thanks. I thought you'd never give it back to me," he teased, his lips curling into a playful smile, while a raised eyebrow added an extra layer of intrigue. "You know, girls are famous for stealing clothes."
Offended by his statement, a wry smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I sarcastically narrowed my eyes. "Girls only steal clothes from their boyfriends," I retorted with a hint of feigned innocence, "and don't worry, I have a treasure trove of male T-shirts and hoodies in my closet. Yours is safe."
His curiosity piqued, Kol leaned in slightly, a quizzical look in his eyes. "Male T-shirts and hoodies?" he inquired, clearly intrigued by my unexpected confession.
With a casual shrug, I continued, "Yeah, I have a
