Maureen's eyes widened as she realized what Liam was insinuating.
She tried to play it cool, but her cheeks flushed slightly.
"What do you mean by 'feisty'?" she asked, trying to sound nonchalant.
Liam's smile grew wider as he leaned in closer to her.
"You know exactly what I mean, my little masked girl," he whispered, his breath tickling her ear.
"I've been patient for three days. Don't you think it's time we... rekindle the spark?"
Maureen's heart skipped a beat as she felt a rush of excitement mixed with trepidation.
She knew she couldn't keep up with Liam's demands, but a part of her wanted to try. "Let's see...," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Liam's eyes lit up with anticipation as he waited for her response.
Maureen smiled mischievously and said, "Maybe... maybe we can try something new tonight."
Liam's face lit up with excitement, and he quickly scooped Maureen up in his arms, spinning her around the room again.
