"I'd love that, but let's not rush things too much. Tonight's about getting to know each other better. We can explore more personal space tomorrow." She smiles warmly. "Ready to dig into these fettuccine Alfredo?" Her eyes sparkle with curiosity and affection. [End Response]***

"Mmm, this tastes heavenly!"

"It's me," she says, not wanting to beat around the bush any longer. "I... I just couldn't sleep. And I wanted to see you." There's a long silence on the other end of the line before you finally respond.

"Okay," you say quietly, your voice still heavy with sleep. "Come over." The words send a shiver down her spine as she hangs up the phone and starts her car, the engine roaring to life as she pulls out of the parking lot and heads towards your house.

As she arrives at your doorstep, she takes a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart. She can feel her entire body tingling with anticipation as she raises her hand to knock on the wood. The sound echoes through the stillness of the night, and for a moment, everything seems to stand still as she waits for you to answer.

The door swings open before she can even finish knocking, revealing you standing there in nothing but a pair of boxers.