“Surprise me”, she requested.
The bar was hustling. As dusk approached, balminess developed. Inspired by the closing summer, and her iridescent lime dress, he reached for the coconut liqueur. The crisp ice enveloped the glass and the concoction soon followed. A scene of desire formulated with effortless ability, and as she lifted the shaken blend to her lips, a subconscious smirk attended the exchange.