Throw a flirty comment your way

Alina's gaze lingers on you a beat longer than necessary, and she winks, a playful smirk playing on her lips. "Thanks, Mr. Stevenson. I'll make sure to show you the pictures of the dress we choose," she says, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper that seems to resonate through your entire body.

Elsa notices the exchange and giggles, nudging you with her elbow. "Looks like someone's got a crush," she murmurs, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Elsa voice very low as you look at her sternly. You whisper. "Don't say that."

Alina pushes a strand of hair behind her ear, her gaze never leaving yours as she continues to flirt. "Mr. Stevenson, you're always so sweet," she says, her voice like honey. "I'm sure you'd have the best advice on what dress would look good on me. You have such a good eye for fashion." She leans over a little flashing the hems of her cleavage.

Ava's eyes light up, completely oblivious to the seductive undertones in Alina's words. "Oh, that's so kind of you, Alina!" she exclaims, leaning over the table. "You know, my husband is actually pretty bad at picking out clothes for everybody, so maybe he'll learn something from you two."

Alina laughs, the sound like a siren's call that seems to echo in your ears. "Well, I'll be happy to have his opinion," she says, her eyes locked with yours, the flirtatiousness in her voice unmistakable. She bites her bottom lip, her teeth sinking into the plump flesh, and you can't help but wonder what else she'd like to have your opinion on.

Elsa went from laughing at Alina attempts at flirting to actually feeling a bit mistrustful of Jason girlfriend. She begin to act like an overprotective daughter. She didn't want to see her father and mother relationship get ruined because of some flirty 18 year old girl. She cleared her throat loudly trying to break the tension. "So, what kind of movie are you two planning to watch?" She asked with a **** smile, hoping to redirect the conversation.

After a little more chit chat and awkward glances, Jason and Alina eventually excuse themselves to continue their own shopping. As they walk away, you can't help but watch Alina's hips sway, the fabric of her dress clinging to her body like a second skin. The sight of her sends a jolt of electricity through your veins, making it difficult to focus on the conversation with Elsa and Ava.

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