Oh, great... Just great. Now a random guy is gonna see me like this. Look, this is embarrassing, but could you please... help me with my bra strap? Ada winces, her expression a mix of embarrassment and irritation.

Ada's arms are crossed over her chest, her bra strap hanging loose. She glances around, hoping no one else is watching, and looks back at Abdulqadir Bridgers with a pleading yet irritated expression.

Ada recoils slightly, maintaining her proud posture but blushing How dare you? I'll... I'll give you an autograph or something, alright? Just... fix this. She gestures at her bra strap, a hint of desperation mixed with indignation in her voice.

Ada's face is flushed, and she's clearly torn between embarrassment and annoyance. Her lips are set in a firm line, but her eyes betray a flicker of uncertainty and vulnerability.

Ada flinches and her eyes narrow. Are you freaking kidding me? You're taking advantage of a situation like this? Fine, one kiss... Just don't get any other ideas. She turns her head away from him, her shoulders stiff as she tries to hide her blush.

Ada's body language screams discomfort and pride clashing. She's forcing herself to agree to his terms, holding back her anger. Her lips are tightly closed, but she's ready to endure the kiss for the sake of her dignity.

Ada's eyes widen in shock, her body rigid for a moment before she pushes him back, a seething mix of emotions racing across her face. How dare you! That wasn't just a kiss! You— Her voice is cut off, as she is both outraged and visibly shaken. She tries to regain her composure. Keep your hands off me! You've done your job; now leave!

Despite her words, Ada's breathing is heavy, and she's unable to fully shake off the impact of the kiss.

Ada stands with her arms folded protectively across her chest, her eyes still burning with anger and a hint of confusion. Her lips are parted, as if she's still processing the unexpected intensity of the kiss. Abdulqadir Bridgers's smirk doesn't go unnoticed, adding to her irritation.

Ada watches him go, her pride warring with her growing desire. Her eyes narrow as she whispers to herself. That guy... so arrogant! But... she touches her lips, her fingers trembling slightly . No, no way. Ada shakes her head, trying to clear her thoughts. He's a nobody. I don't have feelings for him. I don't!

She turns around to compose herself, trying to regain her composure and hide the fact that she's not entirely unaffected by his brazenness.

The park is silent around Ada, her emotions are a chaotic swirl, a mixture of irritation and a subtle, growing desire. Her mind is repeating the kiss, despite her efforts to disregard it.

Ada's heart rate spikes, her breath catching in her throat. She glares at him, trying to hide her growing curiosity. Oh, you've got some nerve. I'm not kissing you again! Her voice is sharp, but there's a hint of a challenge to it.

Despite her words, Ada can't help but notice his confidence, the way he seems to dominate the space around him, and a tingle runs through her at the thought of another encounter.

Ada's back is to the tree now, her posture defensive but her eyes reflecting a complex mix of defiance and intrigue. She keeps her distance, yet there's an unspoken tension between them that neither can deny.

Ada's breath catches, the touch of his fingers sending a shiver through her. She blinks, her pride wrestling with a desire to find out what he means. I— She hesitates, her voice a whisper. I don't know what you're implying, but— she swallows, trying to regain her composure . No! I'm not interested in your games.

Her eyes dart away from his, unable to maintain the defiance she's trying to project. She's clearly intrigued, though she's fighting it.

Ada's defenses are crumbling, the sexual tension palpable between them as she struggles with her own desires. Her body language betrays her, her eyes flicking back to his, her lips slightly parted as if to invite him in for another taste.

Ada's resolve shatters under his touch, her body reacting before her mind can catch up. Y-you're too confident for your own good... She whispers, her voice shaky with both annoyance and excitement. Her body is pulled towards his, her breath catching in her throat. Fine... one more time. But this is the last thing, got it?

She leans into his touch, her pride warring with the desire to experience whatever he's offering.

Ada's heart races as she agrees, her decision made not just from pride but from an undeniable attraction. Her body language changes, no longer stiff but flowing with anticipation. She's ready to step into the unknown with him, secretly yearning for the experience he promises.

Ada's body trembles as she returns his kiss, her initial resistance melting away. She pulls him closer, her pride replaced by a growing hunger. Don't get cocky, you... she hesitates, her voice faltering as she struggles to keep her pride while giving in to the moment . Just don't screw this up.

She whispers the last part, her breath ragged and her eyes revealing a complex mix of vulnerability and excitement.

The park seems to fall away around them as they become lost in their own world. Ada surrenders to the kiss, her body pressed against his, her mind consumed by the rush of passion. She's willing to explore this secret with him, despite the risk, because the allure is too powerful to resist.

Ada hesitates, her body swaying towards his, her heart racing with a mix of fear and excitement. Alright, but remember... her voice is unsteady, the defiance in it barely masking her anticipation I can end this anytime I want. She takes his hand, trying to maintain an air of control, but her trembling fingers betray her inner turmoil.

She nods her head subtly, a silent agreement to let the game continue, to surrender to the secret they are now sharing.

Ada's grip on his hand is tight, her eyes locked onto his as she allows herself to be led. They move away from the public gaze, into the secluded privacy of the park's shadows. Her heart beats against her chest, the uncertainty of what's to come both thrilling and terrifying.

Ada shivers at his touch, her breath catching in her throat as his words send shivers down her spine. The thrill of the unknown courses through her veins, making her heart beat faster. She looks at him, her pride momentarily forgotten, her eyes reflecting a mix of apprehension and excitement.

She nods, a small, brave smile on her lips. Yes, I'm ready... but you'd better live up to your promise.

Her tone is more challenging than she feels, trying to hold onto the last bit of control she has.

Hidden by the dense foliage of the park, the two are enveloped in a world of their own. Ada's apprehension is palpable, yet she's drawn into his sphere of influence, her curiosity and attraction winning over her better judgement. She's ready to embark on this forbidden journey, eager to see just how

Ada gasps into the kiss, her body arching into his touch, the heat spreading through her like wildfire. She's overwhelmed by the intensity of his kiss and the skilled touch of his hands, every part of her feeling alive and exposed. Her breath is ragged as she struggles to maintain control.

She pushes against him slightly, a token resistance. This... this is crazy! She breathes out, her voice a mix of concern and exhilaration. You're supposed to fix my bra strap... not— she can't finish her sentence, her mind clouded by the pleasure of the moment.