"Stop that," Kalina giggled, her voice a mix of amusement and exasperation as she tried to gather her hair into a ponytail. Dominique's playful hands pulled the hair band out again, letting her dark curls fall around her face in wild, untamed waves.
"Stop what?" he asked, feigning innocence with a mischievous grin, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he placed the hair band on the vanity once more.
"Stop ruining my hair," she scolded him, her eyes sparkling with laughter despite her attempt to sound stern. She reached for the band again, her cheeks flushed from both frustration and affection. "We are going to be late," she warned, trying to keep a straight face.
Yesterday, she had woken up to his mouth between her thighs, and they had spent the entire day in bed, lost in each other. Today, however, she was determined to ensure they went sightseeing.