"That was incredible," she gasped, her heart racing.
He chuckled, his breath warm against her ear.
"You're incredible," he murmured, kissing her gently.
As the sun rose above the city, Eliana felt a warmth blooming in her chest, a sense of peace and contentment settling over her.
"You know, I never caught your name," she said, nestling into his embrace.
"It's Michael," he said, stroking her hair. "Michael Jones."
"Eliana," she replied, smiling up at him.
"I know," he said, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "I saw it on your ID last night."
She laughed, playfully swatting his chest.
"You're trouble, aren't you?" she teased, her cheeks flushed pink.
"The best kind of trouble," he said, a smirk tugging at his lips.
She smiled, her heart swelling with happiness.
"So, what now?" she asked, her voice soft.