PeterI hushed her, holding back the desire to taste he lips again. Not now. Not yet."Thank you for a wonderful evening," I murmured against her lips. “I look forward to our next date.”“Me too,” she whispered, leaning into my arms. I barely suppressed a shudder as I took a deep breath of her scent and squeezed her close. “I’ll take you to sushi next.”She wrinkled her nose. “That’s… raw fish, right?”I chuckled. “So it is. Feel adventurous?”“Baby steps, please,” she said, her eyes sparkling. “Raw steak?”She paled, and I laughed, pulling back. “Get some rest, Michelle, before your sister comes out to maul me.”She shook her head. “Good night, Peter.”“Wait.” She turned back. My stomach churned. “I meant to ask you something.”She tilted her head. “Would you be my date for the Crescent Moon Festival?”Her eyes widened, but the look of pleasure on her face was unmistakable. “As long as you don’t feed me something weird.”I grinned. “Nothing but regular steak to be had there… I’l
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