A fun baking competition.

The challenge was simple: bake the best cake to win any prize.

As the timer ticked down, playful sabotage ensued, leaving the once tidy kitchen in a sweet disaster, and both of you covered in icing.

"You know, I'm going to win this, right?" He teased, a mischievous grin on his lips as he leaned in closer.

Unable to resist, he grazed your lips with his thumb, tasting the frosting. "Hmm, not bad," He playfully remarked. "But mine's definitely better."