The room hummed with a faint glow from the city lights outside, casting long shadows across the sleek furnishings. Jason leaned back on the plush leather couch, a faint smirk playing on his lips.
Veronica sat opposite him, her black hair cascading over her shoulder as she cradled a steaming mug of coffee. Her sharp blue eyes met his, betraying a mix of curiosity and unease. And Jason loved that look of hers.
Jason set his coffee down with deliberate precision. His tone was low, the kind that pulled listeners closer without their realizing it. "You kissed me," he said, his voice a mix of amusement and confidence.
Veronica tilted her head, a sly smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "And?" she replied, a playful challenge in her voice.
Jason leaned forward, his sharp features catching the dim light. "And you'd better remember that moment," he said.
