"Congratulations, Hera! Are you tired? Need a shoulder massage, hmm?" Xavier asked, his gaze soft and adoring, as if she were the only person in the world. His eyes lingered on her, almost dripping with affection.
"Congratulations, Hera. I already knew you were amazing, but your performance still had me on the edge of my seat," Zhane chuckled, his voice warm and teasing.
"I'd be thrilled if you let me ride in the passenger seat sometime." He added as his gaze lingered on her, eyes crinkling with unhidden affection. If he could, he'd steal her from Leo's arms right now just to hold her tightly.
"Ha ha ha! Hera, don't listen to them—I was the one who believed in you the most!" Dave strolled over with a wide, taunting smile, eyeing the other men who seemed like they were just waiting their turn to lift Hera into the air.
Not one to be left out, he made his way closer to her, Hera's phone peeking from his breast pocket with the camera still rolling.
