"Looks like your hair wants to stay with me a little longer." Zian chuckled.

"Even I want to." Emma said with a pout.

As she attempted to disentangle her hair, Zian gently held her face, his fingers softly grazing her cheek. Their eyes locked, and in that intimate moment, the air seemed to crackle with an unspoken connection.

Neither of them knew who moved first, the next moment, they were kissing like there was no tomorrow…

Their lips met in a tender embrace, igniting a spark that seemed to electrify the air around them. Time stood still as they melted into the sweetness of the kiss, each moment filled with...