Only the best kind

His grin widened, a playful gleam in his eyes as he tugged me closer until I was practically on top of him. "Is that so?" he teased, his voice dropping to a low, seductive tone that made my breath hitch. "Maybe I should keep you here a little longer then, just to test your resolve."

I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks, my pulse quickening as I met his gaze, the challenge in his eyes making it clear that he wasn't entirely joking. "You're trouble, you know that?" I said, trying to sound stern but failing miserably as a smile tugged at the corners of my lips.

He smirked, his grip on my wrist loosening slightly but still holding me close. "Only the best kind," he joked, his tone filled with that signature mix of confidence and playfulness that always managed to disarm me.

For a moment, I was tempted to give in, to let myself get lost in the warmth of his embrace and forget about the day ahead.