39 Wolf in fine Clothing (AVOT)

A delicate blush bloomed on Daisy's cheeks, but she held her ground. He was playing again, teasing her in the same way he always did, reveling in her response.

"Keeping the coat on during dinner could prove uncomfortable," she retorted, maintaining a steadiness in her voice. With each jest he tossed her way, she wondered what enjoyment he derived from seeing her flustered. Yet, the idea of him ceasing to tease her, because she stopped reacting, seemed... dull and uninviting.

With his penetrating gaze locked on her, Rhain rose from his seat and began to move, stalking towards her with a predator's grace. Each deliberate step echoed around the room, heightening the anticipation. "You're right," he concurred, nearing her boundary with a disarming ease that sent her heart fluttering in disarray. "Perhaps you should help me remove it."