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The aroma of the air had changed from wilderness, to cumin and mint filled my nose. I straightened out my hair as I peeked into the kitchen, and there he was the man I had kissed yesterday. His shirt had become see-through from the humidity in the air and he paced around the room as if he looked nervous. I straightened my necklace and made my way over to the kitchen.

"How has your meal of the century turned out?", I spoke as his blue eyes turned to mine and he smiled with ever so simplicity. His eyes racked my curves and hips, as he brushed his hair in between his delicate fingers.

"You look beautiful", he moved closer to me as his hands interlocked with mine and he smiled as his eyes locked with mine.

"thank you", I muttered as his hands traced mine. He bended over as his head became aligned to mine, his lips pierced mine. His fingers roamed my hair as his tongue dived into my mouth. I let go suddenly as he leaned back and looked into my eyes for a reason why.

"We should probably