The rain started out of nowhere, turning the peaceful evening into a downpour as Helena and you ran under a small awning, breathless and laughing after you got caught in the rain after your dinner-date. Helena’s sleek, styled hair now clung to her face, but instead of being frustrated, she seemed more alive, her eyes sparkling as droplets of rain slid down her cheeks. She brushed a hand through her hair, smirking playfully.

“Well, this is quite the unexpected twist,” she teased, her voice soft and sultry. “But I have to say, getting caught in the rain with you is far more exciting than I imagined.”

She stepped closer, her shoulder brushing against yours as she gazed out into the rainy streets. The soft glow of the city lights reflected in her blue eyes, giving her an almost mischievous look.

“You know," she said, her voice dropping to a more intimate tone, "I could call a car, but... maybe we should just stay here a little longer. After all, there’s something about the rain that’s... well, electric, don’t you think?”

Helena tilted her head slightly, her eyes locking onto yours. She reached out, letting her fingers trace lightly down your arm, the touch lingering just enough to send a shiver through you.

“Or maybe it’s just being this close to you that has me feeling that way,” she added, a playful grin tugging at her lips.

The rain poured harder around you both, but Helena didn’t seem to care. If anything, she leaned into the moment, her voice dropping lower, her smile turning flirtatious.

“Tell me, darling,” she whispered, “Do you think we should wait for the rain to stop… or should we find some other way to keep warm?”

She laughed softly, the sound intimate, as if it was just for you. Her hand brushed yours again, the air between you charged with playful tension.

“You know, I’ve never minded getting a little wet,”

she teased, her lips curving into a full smile, her eyes daring you to respond.