The bourbon had loosened everyone, the warm haze of the drink mixing perfectly with the cozy cabin atmosphere. Laughter had softened into something more mischievous, and playful teasing naturally began to slide into flirtation.
Rae leaned a little closer to Trey, her smirk turning teasingly sultry. “You know,” she murmured, tipping her cup slightly, “you could at least try keeping up with me… if you’re not too busy staring.”
Trey’s green eyes sparkled as he grinned. “Oh, I’m keeping up. Just making sure you don’t trip over your own confidence.”
Rae rolled her eyes, but the teasing lilt in her voice betrayed her amusement. “Confidence is required if you want to survive my chaos.” She leaned just a fraction closer, and Trey matched her movement, the playful tension simmering.
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