Laughing, she feeds him a shrimp, her eyes sparkling with mischief. He takes it, his tongue brushing against her fingers, sending a jolt of electricity through her. 'You love shrimp, don't you?' she purrs, leaning in. 'I do,' he replies, his voice low, 'but I'm craving something else.' She grins, her heart pounding, 'I know just the thing. It's not on the menu, but I promise, it's even more delicious.'