Kane's POV:
"C'mon, little mate, don't you wanna share your dreams with me?" I leaned in closer, my voice a lazy drawl, thoroughly enjoying the way her cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red. She looked absolutely flustered, and I could feel the frustration radiating off her as she turned her gaze firmly to the window, refusing to give me any reaction.
Oh, so she was going to play stubborn? I wasn't having that. I slid a little closer, watching with amusement as she tried to scoot further away, even though there was nowhere left for her to go. Cornered. I loved it.
"You know," I whispered, leaning close enough that my breath brushed her ear, "I'd be more than happy to make your dreams come true."
She trembled slightly, her breath hitching, but her reply was a curt, "No thank you." Her tone was all defiance, but the way she said it, so breathy and tense, only fueled my resolve to push her just a bit further.
