The first time she saw me, she instantly puffed up like a fighting rooster. She didn't resort to any cheap tricks; she just refused to lose.
Later that day, when I got into the passenger seat of Samuel's car, he suddenly buried his face against my neck.
His voice came out rough and low, like it had been sitting in his chest for a long time.
"Alright, babe. If you're really that worried, I'll register the marriage and hold the wedding in five days. We'll treat that night as our wedding night. How's that sound?"
He moved in closer, eyes locking onto mine, his tone turning gentler but still intense.
"You smell excellent today."
A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth.
"I'm already reacting. If the doctor hadn't warned me, I probably wouldn't be able to hold back."
My face heated instantly, and I pushed him away, flustered. "Stop it. People can see. It's embarrassing."