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(THIRD PERSON'S POV)

They lock eyes across the table. Everything around them fades away. They are in a universe all their own. Lost in the depths of each other's eyes. She can feel his desire, he hers. But it is not lustful. Calm, gentle, controlled. With a sense of longing to escape forever into that universe around them.

They barely notice the waiter as he places the first course between them. A simple plate of fruit and cheese. He watches her as she eats. Calmly bringing each morsel to her lips. He marvels at the pleasure she takes from each bite. Her face amazingly expressive. Every bite as if she is tasting for the first time.