Mischievous

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As they continued their playful banter, the exhaustion from running began to catch up with him. "Come on, sweetheart, you win," he said, his voice laced with tiredness. A mischievous smile played on my lips as I retorted, "You started it." Curiosity got the better of him as he marveled at my ability to run without tiring. "How can you run this much without getting tired, are you a horse?" he asked, his tone playful. Without missing a beat, I replied with a playful shrug, "Maybe." His admiration for me was evident as he remarked, "You are something else." Feeling confident, I couldn't resist the urge to brag. "You can't challenge me," I stated. His response was a joyful giggle. In a tender moment, he pulled me close, his hands wrapping around my waist. Instinctively, I reached o

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