"A kiss?"

Isadora asked, her confusion evident in her voice.

"Hmmm."

"Fine," she murmured, leaning in to peck his cheek, a playful glint in her eyes. But her attempt at a simple kiss seemed to displease Devon, his face scrunching in a mock frown.

"You can do better, I believe," he teased, a mischievous smile dancing on his lips.

"Devon, you're too greedy," Dora retorted, her pout adding to the charm of the moment.

"Then I shall keep my gift," he teased further, his eyes alight with a playful spark.

Dora couldn't help but laugh, her musical laughter ringing in the air. "Oh, don't be so dramatic," she said, rolling...