As they stood outside Jean's door, an unspoken warmth lingered in the air between them, their hands still entwined. Cruzer's gaze softened as he brushed a hand along her cheek, and Jean leaned into his touch, her eyes warm and trusting.
"Today really was… incredible, Cruzer," Jean murmured, her voice filled with gratitude. "You've given me a memory I'll cherish."
He smiled, his own heart brimming with affection. "I wanted today to be special for you, Jean. You deserve that and more."
They stood in the quiet of the evening, the world around them fading as they shared a gentle, lingering kiss. The connection between them was undeniable, built not only on shared experiences but on a bond that had deepened over the months apart.
When they finally broke apart, Jean looked at him with a mix of warmth and invitation. "Would you… like to come inside? We could talk a bit longer," she suggested, her voice soft yet steady.
