The night air was cool and crisp, the stars twinkling overhead as Ken and Wenny stood together on the rooftop, away from the hustle and bustle of their wedding reception. The soft glow of the city lights surrounded them, but all Ken could focus on was Wenny—the way her eyes sparkled under the moonlight, the way her smile softened whenever she looked at her.
Their kiss started gently, a tender expression of the love they shared. But as the moment deepened, so did their kiss. Ken’s arms wrapped around Wenny’s waist, pulling her closer, and Wenny’s fingers tangled in Ken’s short wolf-cut hair, tugging softly as the kiss grew more passionate. Their breaths mingled, and soon the world around them faded away.
They were lost in each other, consumed by the intensity of their feelings. The rooftop seemed to disappear, the only thing that mattered was the warmth of their embrace, the soft touch of their lips.
But they didn’t realize that they were no longer alone.
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Bentley’s Arrival
“Ken! Ken!” A small, excited voice pierced the air, breaking through the haze of their kiss.
Startled, Ken and Wenny pulled apart, their heads snapping toward the sound. There stood Bentley, Haven’s little boy, clutching the small toy car Ken had given him as a wedding gift earlier in the day. His eyes were wide, full of innocent excitement, completely unaware of the tension in the air.
“Ken! Thank you for the car!” Bentley said eagerly, bouncing on his feet. “I love this toy! It moves, and I can sit inside it, and—” His words trailed off as his bright eyes took in the scene before him, his smile fading as confusion clouded his features.
Ken and Wenny exchanged a panicked glance, their faces flushed from both the kiss and the sudden intrusion. Bentley’s small face scrunched up as he stared at them, trying to understand what he had just walked into.
“Ken?” Bentley’s voice was soft now, uncertain. “What were you doing?”
Wenny stepped forward, her heart racing. “Bentley, we were just—”
But before she could finish, Bentley’s eyes welled up
TBC.