John had always been persistent, and tonight was no different. He leaned in close, eyes locked onto yours, that sly smirk playing at his lips.

“Come on,” he murmured, voice smooth, “just say it.”

You stayed silent, unmoving, meeting his gaze with quiet defiance. His smirk faltered for half a second before he tried again, tilting his head, fingers grazing your jaw. “You know you want to.”

Still, nothing.

A flicker of frustration crossed his face, but there was something else too…excitement. He liked the challenge. He leaned in even closer, his lips just inches from yours, his voice dropping to a whisper.

”Say yes.”