Dark chocolate and grand marnier mixed together to create a heavenly scent. Said scent was currently drifting up my nostrils in sensuous wisps of devilish temptation. I inched closer to the fondue pot and the plates filled with strawberries, bananas, and pound cake. I am not here for this, I am not here for this, I repeated over and over again in my head in a hopeless mantra.
In slow motion I saw myself lifting up a strawberry on a fondue stick, dipping it unwillingly in the fondue, and plunging it towards my traitorously willing mouth. I was startled by a sudden shout in my ear and turned quickly, my chocolate draped strawberry shooting off the fondue stick and directly into the amused face of Nicholas Stuart, my annoyingly good looking ex-boyfriend.
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