Saanvi couldn't help but blush, her cheeks flushing with a warm hue as she gazed at Roman, her eyes sparkling with amusement. This young man in front of her was bold, and she liked that, but she played it off, her voice laced with sarcasm. "Possessive much?" she asked, her eyebrow arched in a playful challenge.
Roman just winked, his eyes crinkling at the corners, his smile confident and charming. "Of course," he replied, his voice low and husky, his tone leaving no room for doubt.
Saanvi shook her head, her hair swaying gently, her eyes never leaving Roman's face. Then, she stretched out her hand, her palm open, her fingers beckoning. "Come on, give me the pen," she asked, her voice playful, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
