Leila traced Amina's hand along the edge of her palm. "You're so cute when you blush," she said, smiling mischievously.
Amina tried to pull away but couldn't. "Stop teasing me," she whispered, her cheeks aflame.
Leila laughed softly, leaning closer. "I won't stop," she promised, letting her lips hover near Amina's ear, brushing a soft kiss along her cheek.