Aisha gasped, her voice a squeak as her eyes widened, her heart racing at his words.
"What's that supposed to mean, you jerk?!" Her tone was flustered, her hands flailing, but a blush crept up her cheeks, her heart fluttering at the idea of being 'tamed.' "Are you actually thinking of me as some kind of cat that you can tame?!"
She leaned back, her body tense, but her eyes stayed locked on his, caught between irritation and something softer.
"Maybe I do wanna tame you, Aisha..." Cassius's lips curved into a sly smile, his voice low and teasing as he leaned closer, their bodies swaying with the horse's rhythm, brushing lightly against each other. "...Or maybe I don't."
He paused, his tone shifting, dismissing the thought with a wave of his hand.
"But that's not the point right now. What matters is I don't hate you. Not even close."
"...In fact, I love you, Aisha. I love you a whole lot."
