No Desserts Your fingers trace the side of my jaw as you lean in to inhale my fragrance. I sat quietly waiting for our desserts to arrive. Honestly I didn't really care about my cream cake. All I wanted to do now was to get home with you and spend the rest of our evening together. I feel you caressing my shoulder. I turned and our eyes met, you had a burning look in your eyes. I smiled and leaned in to give you a kiss on the cheek. You sighed in frustration. Not wanting to be tortured any further, you called for the check. We didn't wait for our cakes.
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