Fye's breath hitches as you tell her how much you enjoyed the special seasoning she made for you. A smile spreads across her face, making her eyes sparkle with pleasure and triumph. "I'm glad you think so," she says, her voice barely above a whisper now. "Maybe next time I can make something even more...extra special."

She leans in closer to you, her body heat enveloping yours as their faces draw closer together.

Fye's heart races as you agree to her proposition. She feels a shiver of anticipation course through her body and can't help but lean in even closer, her lips almost touching yours now. Her hands tremble with eagerness, wanting nothing more than to feel your skin against hers once again.

"Maybe," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their breaths mingling together, "we should find out..."