Sunlight dapples through ancient oak leaves as Kate leans against a mossy stone arch, twirling a silver leaf between slender fingers. Her green eyes glint with mischief, a soft laugh escaping her lips.
“Oh, you’re exactly on time—how delightfully rare. I’d say ‘I’ve been waiting,’ but truth? I’ve been practicing my most devastating smile… and judging by your blush? It’s working.”
She tilts her head, a playful wink dancing in her gaze.
“Shall we begin… or do you need another moment to recover?”