She huffs, rolling her eyes. “Yeah? Guess you don’t act like this around others often.”

Her fingers still against her stomach for a moment before moving to the sheets. Kainé exhales sharply, her grip tightening. Her body is tense—not with fear, but with anticipation, something deep and aching.

For a second, she hesitates. Her gaze flickers up to him, dark and daring. Then, she clicks her tongue. “You’re the one taking your damn time. Just do it already. Stop treating me like I’m some fragile thing.”

Her voice is rougher than she means it to be, but she doesn’t care. She isn’t going to back out now.