Cassius watched as she got to work. She completely transformed. Gone was the flustered woman who seemed to be at a loss for words. In her place was a culinary dynamo. As she chopped and diced things, she explained in great detail what she was making.
He watched in complete awe. “Why combine those two things?” he found himself asking.
She looked up and smiled continuing to chop nonstop. She was almost finished with her creation. “Come here.”
There was something about the way she beckoned him to her. It made his gut clench. He walked over to her as she added some ingredients to a skillet and stirred. He stood near her, not directly behind her, but not quite beside her either.
She pointed at the skillet. “You’ve tasted this before?”
He nodded, “Of course.”
Then she pointed at another skillet. “And I’m sure you’ve tasted that?”
He nodded again.
“What did you think of them? Each and individually?”
He shrugged, “They are both good. Great even.”
“Exactly!” she said animatedly, pointing a spoon in his direction. Then she turned back to the stove and began taking things from both skillets, while continuing to talk. “Both of these things alone are great,” she put everything on a plate and scooped up a portion and held it up to his mouth, “but what do you get when you combine those two great things together?”
He eyed the spoon then her. That was a loaded question he thought to himself. He knew that she was referring to the food on the spoon she was holding up for him to taste, but he was curious what would happen if they ever got together. The attraction between the two of them was so thick. He shook his head, he had to stop thinking of her like that.
He knew he’d kept her waiting long enough, so he leaned down and took the spoon in his mouth. She stood there in anticipation watching and waiting for his response. His eyes widened as the taste exploded on his tongue. He watched her smile, as she could tell what he was experiencing.
She nodded silently.
“Perfection.” That was the only word that came to mind.