Mira smiled as she gently pulled Zamian closer, their faces inches apart. A playful glint sparkled in her eyes as she whispered, "I…" Her voice trailed off before she gave him a quick, teasing peck on the lips. Her cheeks flushed a deep red, reminiscent of ripe tomatoes.
"Love," she continued, punctuating the word with another soft kiss. Her golden laughter filled the air, warm and unrestrained, as she finally declared, "You."
Zamian's lips curved into a slow, knowing smile, clearly relishing her playful yet heartfelt display of affection. There was something about the way she teased him that made every moment feel fresh, like an exhilarating game only they understood.
