Lilith chuckled.
"Exactly," she confirmed, her voice laced with a hint of mischief. She rose from the makeshift massage table and headed towards a shelf, disappearing for a moment before returning with a familiar wooden box tucked under her arm.
"Jenga, are you in?" she announced a playful challenge in her voice.
Noah's eyes lit up with amusement.
"Now that's a game I can get behind," he declared, sitting up and stretching his newly relaxed muscles.
The playful banter returned as they cleared the coffee table and set up the Jenga tower. The atmosphere shifted from one of quiet intimacy to lighthearted competition. Lilith, ever the strategist, carefully planned her moves, her eyes narrowed in concentration. Noah, on the other hand, relied on his quick reflexes and a touch of bravado, occasionally pulling off daring maneuvers that made her gasp in mock horror.