Unfazed, I maintained my composure and asserted, "I want to dress now," facing him confidently. His raised eyebrows and questioning look only added to the teasing atmosphere, his eyes feigning innocence while knowing full well what I meant.
With a smile lingering at the corners of his lips, he played along, deliberately prolonging the moment. "Really? So, what are you insinuating?" he asked, the question seemingly innocent, yet infused with a sense of slyness. We both understood the unspoken implications, and his playful inquiry only served to heighten the anticipation and desire that simmered beneath the surface.
"You should leave," I answered, my voice carrying a hint of unease as I tried to control the rising discomfort in my chest. His casual laughter brushed off my words, his noncha
