As I watched Aeliana turn around, trying to gather her clothes from the wardrobe, I couldn't resist leaning against the doorway, crossing my arms, and just watching her for a moment.
Her face was still flushed from my teasing, and I could tell she was trying her best to act normal, though the way she fumbled with her blouse told me otherwise.
"You know," I said, my voice deliberately casual, "it's a bit distracting, seeing you so flustered."
Her shoulders stiffened, and she turned halfway to glare at me. "I'm not flustered," she said, but the redness creeping up her neck to her cheeks betrayed her words.
I pushed off the doorframe and took a few steps closer, moving quietly behind her. "Oh, no? You seem a little... off your game." I whispered the last words softly into her ear, my breath brushing her skin. She shivered slightly, and I grinned, satisfied with the reaction.
