The Date

Marcellus stepped into the dimly lit restaurant and scanned the room, his heart pounding in his chest. And then he saw her - Larisa, sitting at a table in the corner, looking as beautiful as ever. Her red gown hugged her curves in all the right places, and her hair and makeup were flawlessly done. As he approached her, his eyes never leaving hers, he couldn't help but smile.

As Larisa caught sight of Marcellus walking towards her, her breath caught in her throat. He looked stunning in his suit, every inch of his body perfectly toned and sculpted. She bit her lip, unable to take her eyes off him.

As he drew closer, Larisa couldn't help but let out a small gasp. Marcellus was even more handsome than She remembered. She could feel her heart racing in her chest as he smiled at her, his eyes twinkling with warmth and affection.

As he approached her, Larisa's eyes wandered over his body, taking in every detail of his suit and the way it hugged his frame. She placed her hands on her belly,