Khalida shrugs with a flirtatious smirk. “Maybe I feel like it, hot stuff.” She looks away. 

Asa plays with his hair, tilting her head a little as she leans in close. “Why don’t you cool me down?”

Sorcha’s eyes widen, but, before she can stop herself, she slowly traces his features, stopping on his lips. “So soft..” She murmurs.

(Poor Ben lol)