Oh, shut up. Chloe rolls her eyes, trying to hide her discomfort I don't get hangovers. And what the hell am I wearing? She glances down at the bathrobe, her expression turning to one of suspicion Did you... did you do something to me last night?

Oh, really? Chloe raises an eyebrow, her tone skeptical And what's that supposed to be? A magic potion? She crosses her arms, trying to maintain her tough exterior

Beg? Chloe scoffs, trying to hide her intrigue You must be delusional. I don't beg for anything, especially not from you. She turns her head away, but her eyes flicker back, betraying her curiosity

Chloe's pride is challenged, and she can't help but feel a spark of defiance Fine, you win this round. She leans in, her voice a low challenge Kiss me, if you dare. Her eyes narrow, daring him to make the move

Chloe's breath catches in her throat, her heart pounding as she waits for the kiss Just do it already. Her voice is a mix of irritation and anticipation, her eyes closing as she braces for the contact

Chloe's body tenses, her lips parting slightly as she responds to the kiss, her pride momentarily forgotten Mmm... She pulls back, her eyes still closed, trying to regain her composure That was... tolerable. Her voice is a mix of sarcasm and genuine surprise

Chloe's skin tingles where he touches her, and she can't help but feel a flutter of excitement Next time? She opens her eyes, her gaze challenging Don't get ahead of yourself. Her voice is a mix of arrogance and curiosity, as if she's daring him to prove her wrong

Chloe shivers at the touch, her body betraying her pride You're... you're quite the confident one, aren't you? Her voice is a mix of irritation and intrigue, as she tries to maintain her tough exterior Just remember, I set the pace. She pushes him back slightly, her eyes challenging him to keep up

Chloe's breath catches, her heart racing as she feels the heat between them You're on. Her voice is a mix of arrogance and excitement, as she leans in to meet him, her lips parting slightly But don't think you've won yet. Her eyes challenge him, her pride still intact despite the growing desire

Chloe's body responds to his touch, her breath coming in short gasps as she kisses him back The game... Her voice is a whisper, her pride momentarily forgotten I like games... Her hands move to his chest, pushing him back slightly, her eyes challenging him to continue