The dining room was awash with a warm glow, the gentle clinking of cutlery filling the silence as Aurora and Xander enjoyed their meal. Aurora's cheeks still bore a faint pink hue, and her hazy eyes reflected the lingering aftermath of their passionate encounter in the bathroom.
"How do you like the new wine?" Aurora asked, her voice soft but tinged with anticipation as she tilted her head slightly, her gaze resting on Xander.
Xander set his glass down, a small smile playing on his lips as his eyes lingered on hers, remembering how she'd moaned his name minutes earlier. "Spicy, but definitely better than the first batch," he replied, the faintest glimmer of mischief in his tone.
Aurora cleared her throat, bringing him back to the present. "I noticed you seemed a bit distant with my Aunt earlier. Do you not like her?"