"Aren't you going to serve me, love?" (18+)

Her smirk softened into a genuine smile, and for a moment, the teasing gave way to something more tender. She cupped my cheek, her thumb brushing lightly against my skin. "Yeah," she said softly. "I do."

I leaned down, capturing her lips in a playful kiss that quickly deepened. Her hands moved to my shoulders, her touch warm and grounding. The world around us seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of us, the connection between us undeniable.

When we finally pulled apart, her lips were again curved into a mischievous smile. "I think we've had enough sunshine for one day."

I tilted my head, grinning. "You're suggesting we head inside?"

"Mm-hmm," she replied, standing and holding my hand.

As I took her hand, she tugged me to my feet with a playful strength that never ceased to amaze me. Her green eyes sparkled with mischief, and the way her fingers laced with mine sent a thrill coursing through me.