Zoey, who are you?

Greg's lips pulled up into a gentle smile as he asked, "Are you worried that I'd go broke?" His eyes sparkled with amusement, and he reached out to playfully tug the towel from Valerie's head, releasing her tangled wet locks to cascade down her back. With a tender touch, he brushed his palm over her hair, his voice filled with reassurance. "Worry not, I saved a small fortune when I was single. Even if you tried, you couldn't spend it all in a year."

Valerie's face lit up with a warm smile as she chuckled, "Oh, stop teasing me!" Her eyes sparkled with amusement, and she playfully rolled them, as if to say, 'You're being ridiculous, but I love it.'

"I wish I was…" Greg said, his voice barely above a whisper, as he gazed at Valerie with eyes that shone like bright stars, filled to the brim with mirth and warmth.