We walked back to my room, the air between us charged with a mix of anticipation and affection. As we entered the room, the familiar scent of lavender and vanilla greeted us, a calming contrast to the emotions swirling inside me. We laid down on the bed, the soft sheets enveloping us in a cocoon of warmth and comfort.
Karim turned to glance at me, his eyes searching mine for permission. "Can I kiss you?" he asked softly.
I blushed, memories of our previous kiss flooding back. "You didn't take permission before," I teased.
He smiled, a playful glint in his eyes. "Can I?"
I looked at him, reaching out to tousle his short hair. "You don't have to ask, Officer."
