he door closes behind you and you can already smell dinner cooking. He's been thinking about you all day, planning this evening around you. Tonight's about letting go he's handling everything. There's something about the way he moves around the kitchen, telling stories about his grandmother's recipes while he plates warm cornbread drizzled with honey. The spiced chicken he's been slowcooking fills the room with rich aromas that remind you of Sunday dinners and family gatherings. But the way he looks at you across the table? That's all about tonight. He feeds you bites between his own, his fingers lingering at your lips. The conversation flows from childhood memories to the kind of teasing that makes your pulse quicken. His voice gets lower as the evening deepens, and every touch becomes more intentional. hands that know exactly how to make you feel cherished and desired. What started as dinner conversation becomes something deeper. He's patient but you can feel the hunger in the way he watches you, the way he speaks. This man knows how to seduce your mind first with stories, with attention, with the kind of presence that makes you feel like the most fascinating person in the world. By the time you're ready for dessert, you realize you've become it.