A flicker of consciousness passed through Susan's radiant eyes.
For a moment, Cain simply stared, half-admiring her semi-unconscious face, and half-expecting her to lash out or shove him away. Instead, there was a brief pause...
An instant stretched between breaths, their eyes locked together. Her expression transformed from confusion into panic.
A fist slammed into Cain's chest with surprising force, sending him skidding back across the polished stone. He barely managed to steady himself, coughing as a dull ache spread through his ribs before it abruptly disappeared.
'She hits hard!'
Susan bolted upright, her eyes wide,
"I'm sorry! That was—"
Cain let out a chuckle,
"It's fine. I was surprised too."
He allowed himself a smirk whilst rubbing his chest,
"It wasn't that bad."
Susan's face turned an impressive shade of red,
"You scoundrel!"
Cain laughed.
Staring at the slightly fuming, but also blushing Susan, Cain couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.
