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Shay and I eat in silence for a long while, savoring the beauty of the pristine beach, the sound of the waves rolling into the shore, and the sizzle of attraction that simmers just beneath the surface between us. The food is magnificent, and I eat way more than is probably socially acceptable for a first date––if that’s even what this is.
Shay picks up a strawberry that is easily three times the size of an average one. I had been eyeing it, but try not to let the disappointment show on my face. After he dunks it in the milk chocolate fondue dip, I am thrilled when he holds it up to my lips. It’s way too big to eat in one bite, so I take a nibble from the side. After that, he eats the remainder. It’s a sensual move that makes me feel so squirmy that I shift on the beach blanket we are
