Alicia's laughter was the last sound that echoed in the quiet street as they walked away, her grip on him unwavering. The night air was cool, a stark contrast to the warmth of the day spent under glaring lights and the relentless onslaught of Alicia's flirtations. The streets were nearly deserted, the distant hum of traffic the only accompaniment to their footsteps.
As they approached the parking lot, Alicia's grip on Alexei's arm tightened briefly before she let go and turned to face him. "I'll drive you home," she offered, her tone light but insistent.
Alexei shook his head, his expression firm. "I'll manage. You should go home; it's already late."
Alicia's eyes sparkled with mischief as she stepped closer, her breath warm against his cheek. "Are you concerned about me?" she asked, her voice a teasing whisper.
