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He shifts in his chair and we lock eyes He reaches toward , but I move just out of reach He sees us a dazzling plate of oysters on ice, which momentarily diverts our focus

"These are deep, cold-water oysters," Ethan says after the waiter walks away "They're saltier than the other varieties Eating one of these is like being slapped by an ocean wave"

"Hmm… a salty slap I like the sound of that," I wink

I reach over and grab a wedge of lemon and squeeze it on top of one I watch as the oyster seems to shiver and recoil under the acidity

"I think it just moved," I say

"It should The best way to eat an oyster is to eat a live one Don't settle for anything less"

"I never knew you were such an authority on this subject"

"There's a lot of things you don't know about rins He reaches over to touch my arm I let him for a moment, but pull away I can see the confusion on his face

But I know I need to gain his trust, so I grab another oyster, squeeze le it to my lips

I tilth to take the oyster in and allow it to slide down aze

I sers between my lips, I suck on it "I don't knohat's tastier, you or this oyster," I purr

"I like that sound of that," he sain, I pull away

This ga him crazy

By the ti of chocolate lava cake, I've already been teasing Ethan for the entire night In one sense, I feel bad I honestly do

I findwildly excited by his advances; I'm like those oysters every ti in anticipation I want his touch so bad I crave his touch But this is supposed to be a job I have to keep that in perspective