" Thanks Canary" Lisa said in a soft voice.
As they were about to leave the store, Canary walked up to Lisa and reached out to her hair. He gently untied the knot that held her hair back, allowing her locks to cascade down her back.
Lisa's eyes widened in surprise as Canary's fingers brushed against her skin. She felt a shiver run down her spine as he stepped back to admire her.
"Your hair was hiding your beauty," Canary said, his voice low and husky. "Now, you look even more stunning."
Lisa's cheeks flushed as she touched her hair, feeling a sense of vulnerability.
No one had ever touched her like that before, and she wasn't sure how to react.
But as she looked into Canary's eyes, she saw something there that made her heart skip a beat. It was a look of genuine admiration, of appreciation for her beauty.
"Thank you," Lisa said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Canary smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "You're welcome," he said. "Now, shall we go?"
As they left the store, Lisa felt a sense of excitement. She couldn't remember the last time she had felt this way about anyone.
And as she glanced at Canary, she knew that she was in trouble. Big trouble.