I glanced down at her, my expression softening. "Oh, she will," I said confidently, my voice carrying a hint of mischief. "Anya's too curious now. She won't be able to resist finding out more."
Nathalie shook her head, a small smile playing at her lips despite her embarrassment. "You're probably right," she admitted. "But what if she figures out we were... pretending?"
I grinned, my arm tightening around her waist. "Then we'll just have to make sure she doesn't," I said, my tone light and playful. "Besides, where's the fun in that?"
Nathalie let out a soft sigh, leaning into me as we reached the car. "You're going to get us into trouble," she murmured, though there was no real reproach in her voice.
I opened the car door for her, my smirk never fading. "Maybe," I admitted, "but it'll be worth it."
