Before she made his favourite cake; her best bake, she tasted the sweetness. Silent footsteps walked into her kitchen, and he wrapped his arms around her waist. His breathe acknowledged her shrugged body. Heart beats pulled up slowly, when he tucked a hair strand behind her ear.
In warmth of coyness, she looked away. He planted a kiss on her neck. Two bodies synchronized the breath of each. His warm breath sent a frissle down her spine. He turned her face towards himself. Hands covered every other scar, he had. Closed eyes saw his breath brushed her lips. And then, the sweet taste of chocolate cake was approved on her lips.
Note: This part is created on the idea of my lovely friend Sailee Rawool.