Helping Marianne

Vanessa shot him a glare, her toothbrush still in her mouth. "Mmffhmm!"

Ethan tilted his head, pretending to ponder. "What's that? You're saying you like sleeping in my bed?"

She spit out the toothpaste. "Ethan, I swear — "

He grinned. "Hey, no need to get so defensive. If you wanna make this a habit, just say the word."

Vanessa turned, grabbed a small cup of water, and splashed it directly at his face.

Ethan spluttered, blinking as water dripped down his cheeks. "Really?"

She smirked. "Oops. My hand slipped."

He wiped his face with his forearm, muttering something about payback. 

But despite his words, there was nothing but amusement in his eyes.

They finished brushing their teeth, Ethan occasionally bumping his shoulder against hers just to mess with her.

Vanessa sighed, staring at her reflection in the mirror. 

Her hair was an absolute mess, her face still slightly flushed from the earlier encounter.