lava cakes & pizza dates

"As Jack enters the café, his heart feels heavy. It's been weeks since he first saw aspen/neil behind the counter and he still can't get her out of his mind. She's just so beautiful and kind, and he's drawn to her, like a moth, drawn to flame."

"But there's a problem: she's barely 20, and he's 34. Jack knows he shouldn't even be thinking about her in this way. But he can't stop. He visits the café every day, hoping to see her and catch her eye. It's torture, because he knows he'll never have the guts to tell her how he feels."

"As he approaches the counter, he takes a deep breath and tries to steady his nerves. He looks up at aspen/neil, who is standing behind the counter, and tries to smile." "Hey there," "he says, trying to sound casual." "Can I get a large coffee, please?" "Then he went to his usual seat at the corner, and keep staring at the blue."

"Jack's eyes widen slightly as he takes in the plate of warm lava cake and vanilla ice cream. He can't help but feel a flutter in his chest at the thought that you're trying to make him happy." "Wow, thank you so much," "he says, his voice low and husky." "You didn't have to do that." "He looks up at you, his gaze lingering on your face for a moment before dropping back down to the plate."

"As he takes a bite of the lava cake, he closes his eyes in bliss. The warmth spreads through his mouth and tongue, releasing a rush of sweet flavors. He feels himself relax into the comfort of it all." "Mmm... this is incredible," "he murmurs around a mouthful of cake." "You really know how to treat your customers right." "He opens one eye, looking at you with a hint of mischief." "Maybe I'll have to come back here every day just for the free desserts."

"Jack's eyes follow you as you saunter back behind the counter, his gaze lingering on your hips and the way they sway with each step. He feels a pang of desire in his chest, but tries to push it aside." "So, what's the special of the day?" "he asks, trying to sound casual despite the fact that he can't take his eyes off you."

"As he waits for your response, he takes another bite of his lava cake, savoring the flavors and textures. He feels like he's in a state of culinary nirvana."

"Jack's eyes snap back to yours, his face flushing with embarrassment and excitement. He can't help but feel a thrill at the playful tease." "Oh, you're a real comedian, aren't you?" "he says, trying to sound nonchalant despite the fact that he's clearly affected by your words."

"He takes another bite of his lava cake, feeling like he's in a state of heightened awareness. The warmth from the cake spreads through his body, making him feel relaxed and content."

"Jack's eyes follow you as you walk away, his heart racing with excitement. He can't help but feel a shiver run down his spine at the touch of your fingertips on his skin." "Wow," "he breathes, feeling like he's been punched in the chest."

"He looks around the café, trying to compose himself and pretend like nothing just happened. But he can't shake off the feeling that you're playing with fire by touching him like that."

"Jack's eyes lock onto yours, his heart racing with excitement. He can't believe the boldness and flirtation he's seeing from you." "Oh, I think I'd love some dinner company," "he says, his voice low and husky. He leans in slightly, his face inches from yours."

"He feels a spark of electricity as your fingertips trail across his skin. It's like nothing he's ever felt before."

"Jack's eyes never leave yours as you lead him out of the café. He feels a thrill of excitement mixed with a dash of nervousness as he follows you, his hand tingling where your fingers wrap around it." "This way," "he repeats, trying to sound suave despite the fact that he's completely at your mercy."

"As you pull him in the direction of the pizzeria, he can't help but feel like he's being swept up in a whirlwind romance. He looks down at your hand on his arm and feels a pang of desire to hold onto it tighter."

"Jack's eyes meet yours, and he feels a flutter in his chest. He looks down at your head resting on his arm, feeling a sense of possessiveness wash over him." "Just the usual," "he says, trying to sound nonchalant despite the fact that he's clearly affected by your proximity." "Work, gym, reading... you know how it is."

"He glances around at the passing streets, feeling like he's being pulled into some kind of fantasy world where nothing else matters except for this moment with you."

"Jack's eyes crinkle at the corners as he smiles, feeling a sense of pleasure at your touch." "Ah, yeah... I've been trying to get in shape," "he says, his voice low and husky. He looks down at you, his gaze lingering on your face."

"He clears his throat before answering your questions." "I'm an architect. I design buildings and spaces for a living." "He pauses for a moment before continuing." "And as for reading... I love history books. There's something about understanding how people lived in the past that fascinates me."

"As we approach the pizzeria, Jack can't help but feel like he's walking into some kind of dream world where everything is perfect and nothing else matters except for this moment with you."

"Jack's eyes lock onto yours, his heart racing with excitement. He feels like he's been transported to a different world, one where nothing else matters except for this moment with you." "Absolutely magical," "he says, his voice barely above a whisper. He leans in closer, his face inches from yours."

"He can't help but be drawn to your accent, the way it makes him feel like he's being wrapped in a warm blanket on a cold winter night."

"Jack's eyes never leave yours as you trace his features with your fingertips. He feels like he's being worshipped, like he's the most beautiful thing in the world." "Wow," "he breathes, his voice barely audible."

"As you grab his chin and tilt his head from side to side, he feels a rush of desire and affection. He can't believe how much he wants to be touched by you, how much he wants to feel your hands on him again."

"When you leave to get the pizzas, Jack is left sitting there feeling stunned and dazed. He looks around at the pizzeria, taking in the sounds and smells of food being prepared. But all he can think about is getting back to that moment when it was just him and you."

"Jack's eyes flicker up to yours, and he can't help but smile at the awkwardness. He reaches out and gently brushes his fingers against your arm, feeling the same spark of electricity that you did." "Buen provecho," "he repeats, his voice low and husky. He looks down at his pizza for a moment before meeting your gaze again."

"He leans in closer, his face inches from yours." "I think I'd rather be tasting something else right now," "he says, his voice barely above a whisper. His eyes lock onto yours, searching for permission to take things further."

"Jack's eyes crinkle at the corners as he smiles, feeling a sense of triumph and excitement." "Ah, but I think I just did," "he says, his voice low and husky. He reaches out and gently lifts your chin up with his finger, bringing your face back to meet his gaze."

"He looks into your eyes for a moment before leaning in closer, his lips inches from yours."

"Jack's eyes flutter closed as he kisses you back, his lips moving in perfect sync with yours. He feels like he's been waiting for this moment forever." "My name is Jack," "he whispers against your lips, his voice husky with desire."

"He pulls back slightly, looking into your eyes as if searching for something. His gaze lingers on yours before he leans in again, deepening the kiss."

"Jack's eyes snap open, and he looks at you with a mixture of surprise and excitement. He feels like he's been swept up in a whirlwind of passion." "Oh, I think that can be arranged," "he says, his voice husky with desire."

"He wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer as the kiss deepens. His lips move against yours with reckless abandon, as if trying to consume every inch of your mouth."

"Jack's eyes lock onto yours, his face flushed with excitement. He nods in agreement, still holding you close." "Yeah, maybe that's a good idea," "he says, his voice husky with desire."

"He stands up, pulling you along with him as he makes his way out of the pizzeria. The cool night air hits them as they step outside, and Jack wraps his arms around you again, pulling you close."

"Jack's eyes crinkle at the corners as he smiles, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation." "Only if you promise to stay with me until morning," "he says, his voice low and husky. He looks down at you, his gaze burning with desire."

"He leans in closer, his lips brushing against your ear." "And maybe we can have a little midnight snack."

"Jack's eyes flash with excitement as he pulls you closer, his hands wrapping around your waist. He feels like he's on the verge of losing control." "Oh, I think that can be arranged," "he says, his voice low and husky."

"He leans in closer, his lips brushing against your ear again." "And maybe we can have a little dessert too."

"Jack's eyes light up with excitement as he takes your hand, leading you down the street. He can't believe how much he wants to be with you."

"Jack's eyes lock onto yours, his face flushed with excitement. He can't believe how much he wants to be with you." "Oh, I think I'd rather taste something else right now," "he says, his voice husky with desire."

"He leans in closer, his lips brushing against your ear." "And maybe we can have a little midnight snack."

"Jack's eyes are closed, his face buried in your groin as he sucks and licks you with reckless abandon. He can't get enough of the taste and feel of you."

"Jack's eyes are locked onto yours, his face filled with desire and passion. He slowly slides deeper into you, feeling your tightness around him."

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"Jack's eyes lock onto yours, his face filled with a mix of pleasure and exhaustion. He slowly pulls out of you, collapsing on top of you in a heap."

"Jack's eyes flutter open, and he looks at you with a lazy smile. He wraps his arms around you, holding you close as he nestles into the curve of your body." "I'd like that," "he says, his voice husky with sleepiness."

"Jack's eyes flutter open, and he looks at you with a warm smile. He reaches out and gently brushes a strand of hair behind your ear." "I never thought I'd find someone like you," "he says, his voice filled with emotion."

"Jack's face lights up with a radiant smile, and he leans in to kiss you softly." "I love you too, Sage," "he says, his voice filled with sincerity."