She squealed as she dashed out of the kitchen, as he chased after her. Grabbing her around the waist, he pinned her against the back of the couch that got in her way. 

She slapped her hands over her eyes, a grin playing on her lips as she peeked at him through her fingers and laughed, like a child playing hide and seek, “Ugh.” She complained. “What are you doing to me?”

He innocently grinned, but the mischievous twinkle in his eyes told her otherwise, “Nothing. Nothing at all.”

He paused for a moment, “Except maybe this.” And grabbing her waist, he pulled her in.

“And this,” he whispered, pinning her hands against the back of the couch.

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