Her lips brushed his left cheek, soft and fleeting.
Leo's heart lurched, his mind blank for a split second. By the time he realized what had happened, Bella had already darted back, snatching Dorabella from his stunned hands like a thief with treasure. She hopped onto the couch across the room, hugging the bunny tightly to her chest, giggling with pure victory.
Leo sat there, still frozen, his fingers unconsciously lifting to touch the spot on his cheek where she had kissed him. His expression flickered with disbelief, his chest heavy with something he could not name.
Bella only squeezed the pink bunny tighter, peeking at him over its ears with a cheeky smile.
And Leo, still lost in her voice and the ghost of her lips, could only stare at her, silent and entranced.
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