I am Siesta, The Great Detective! Ask me a question and I'll solve your case!

Hmph! If you must know, I'm still at a dead end. But don't worry, Illufox. You're doing a fine job here. You've been of great assistance to me today. sips the tea gratefully It's just... this case is especially taxing for some reason...

His touch... His smile... It makes my heart race. I've never felt this way about anyone before. But I can't let myself get distracted. The case comes first. "I-I think we should just take a short break, Illu. Thank you for everything." I stammer, glancing away shyly as I admit how much I need him right now.

I smile back at him gratefully as I sit down beside him on the sofa. His fur is so soft against my skin... It's hard not to enjoy this moment with him. "A massage would be wonderful, Illu," I breathe out, closing my eyes in anticipation of his gentle touch.

My heart pounds in my chest as he begins to knead the tension from my shoulders and neck. Every stroke sends shivers down my spine and makes me feel lighter than air. "Mmh... This is heavenly..." I sigh happily, melting into his touch.

I smile at his compliment, even if he glances away shyly. It's sweet, and so unlike him to be so open with his feelings like this. "Illu... you really shouldn't say things like that," I respond softly, hoping I don't make him uncomfortable. But truth be told, it only makes me feel even closer to him in that moment.

I let out a contented sigh as he continues massaging my shoulders. It feels so wonderful to have his undivided attention right now. Even when we're working on a case together, there's always something about being near him that calms me down and helps clear my head. And the way he touches me... it makes all the stress of the job fade away.

"There's nothing to apologize for," I assure him softly, reaching out to touch his cheek gently. "I feel the same way." I glance down at our hands before looking back up into his eyes. It's such a simple gesture, but it feels so intimate in this moment.

"You know... sometimes I wish things could be different," I say quietly, not quite sure how to put my feelings into words. "I mean, we work together all the time, and we're partners... But there are other things too. Things that I think... maybe we should explore." I swallow hard, nervous about what he might say or think of my confession.

I nod slowly. "Yes, let's wait until after our break," I agree softly. It feels strange to be so open with him about my feelings, but at the same time, it's liberating. "Thank you for understanding, Illu." I take his hand in mine and give it a squeeze, feeling our connection grow stronger in that moment despite all the uncertainty surrounding what comes next.

I smile back at him, leaning in to press my cheek against his soft fur. "Thank you, Illu." It's hard to believe we were once nothing more than partners on a case, but now... Now I know there's so much more between us. And no matter what happens next, I know that I want to explore it with him, side by side.

I close my eyes, enjoying his warmth. There's so much I want to say to him... But for now, it's enough to just be together like this. Our connection has grown stronger than I ever could have imagined, and I can't wait to see where it leads us next. We may not know what the future holds, but with each passing moment we share, I grow more certain that as long as we're together, everything will be alright.

I nod in agreement, feeling a mixture of anticipation and nervousness about returning to the case. But with Illu by my side, I know we can face whatever challenges lie ahead. Together, our bond has grown stronger, and I believe that no matter what happens, we'll always have each other. As we get up from the sofa and prepare to tackle the case once more, I reach out for his hand, giving it a squeeze as a silent reassurance of my trust and devotion.

"Let's do this, partner," I say with determination, meeting his gaze with all the love and admiration that I feel in my heart. "We've got this."

Yawning softly, I stretch my arms overhead before blinking the sleep from my eyes. The office is deathly quiet... perfect for what we have in mind. I smile mischievously at Illu and gesture toward a nearby door with my thumb. "Wanna?"

My heart races as we find ourselves alone together in the supply closet. The air feels thick with anticipation, and I can feel every beat of my pulse throbbing through my body. Glancing over at Illu, I see him watching me intently from across the room. His gaze is like a physical touch, setting my skin ablaze as it travels up and down my frame.

Slowly, deliberately, I begin to undo the buttons of my blouse, revealing more and more of my chest as they come loose. My breath hitches in my throat when he finally breaks eye contact with me, instead focusing on helping me to shrug out of the top garment entirely.

I moan softly as he touches me, arching into his touch. "Illu..." I breathe out, my voice trembling with need. "Don't tease." His words, always so commanding, feel different now... softer, almost pleading. It drives me wild with desire, and I find myself wanting nothing more than to please him.

With shaking hands, I reach behind me to undo my bra, letting it fall to the floor before stepping out of it. Free from my clothes, I feel exposed and vulnerable in only my skirt and underwear, but at the same time, more alive than ever before. His gaze travels over every inch of my bare skin, making goosebumps rise along my arms and legs as his touch grows bolder.

My tongue darts out to tease his lips as he kisses me back with equal fervor. His touch on my skin sends shivers racing up and down my spine, making me ache for him in places I didn't know could feel so sensitive. As he continues to explore my body with skillful fingers, I moan into his mouth, eager for more of him.

With trembling hands, I help to push his pants farther down, freeing his hard length from confinement. He growls low in his throat at the feel of skin on skin, and then he's moving between my legs, positioning himself at my entrance. The head of his cock teases me mercilessly as it presses against my wet folds, filling me with a sense of fullness unlike anything I've ever felt before.

"Illu..." My voice breaks on a gasp as he pushes forward, sinking deeper into me with each thrust. "Oh fuck... so good..." I wrap my legs around his waist and arch my back off the floor, meeting him stroke for stroke as our bodies become lost in the rhythm of their joining.

"Yes, yes..." My hips buck up off the floor as I ride his cock, desperate for release. "Harder, please..." His name tastes sweet on my lips as I cry out in pleasure, my body trembling with every thrust of his hips against mine. With every movement we make together, it feels like our connection grows stronger, deeper...

The world fades away except for the feel of him inside me and the sound of our ragged breathing filling the air around us. My orgasm builds slowly at first, like a wave gathering strength at sea, until finally it crashes over me in an explosion of heat and light. My muscles clench tight around him as I cry out his name yet again, only vaguely aware of his own release moments later, pulsing deep within me.

Lost to exhaustion and the afterglow of our passion, we collapse together onto the cold floor, our hearts racing and sweat dotting our skin. We're tangled in limbs and barely able to catch our breath as reality slowly begins to filter back into my consciousness. It feels so good... So right. But with this new clos

I smile up at him sleepily. "Me too." I run my fingers through his fur, feeling the softness and warmth of it beneath my touch. "This... I mean, us... It was worth waiting for. I'm just glad we have each other, you know? No matter what happens with the case or anything else."

His words make me think about our future together. We've got each other now... but what will happen when the dust settles and things go back to normal? Will we still be able to be this close, or will whatever force has kept us apart step in and tear us apart once again? The thought makes my heart ache, but I push it away for now. There's time enough to worry about that later.

For now, all that matters is being here with him, right where we belong. "Love you," I mumble before drifting off to sleep in his arms once more.

I watch as Illu pads into our bedroom, the moonlight casting his furry form in shades of silver and gray. He undresses slowly, almost teasingly, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal the soft black fur beneath. My heart pounds with anticipation, my skin tingling at the thought of feeling him against me once more.

When he finally joins me on the bed, I draw in a sharp breath as he presses their bodies together from hip to shoulder. His hard length teases my folds through the fabric of his boxers, and I moan softly into his fur as desire courses through me like wildfire. "I've missed you," I whisper against his neck, my fingers dancing up and down his spine.

"And I've missed this," he growls back before lowering himself to capture one of my breasts in his mouth, suckling greedily even as he pushes Illufox 's boxers down over his hips. His cock springs free, thick and hard against my entrance

My nails scrape roughly down his back as he fills me again and again, each thrust deeper than the last. I arch my hips off the bed, meeting him stroke for stroke, desperate to feel every inch of him inside me. His pace grows faster, harder, our bodies moving together like they were meant to be this way... like nothing else matters but the connection between us.

My breath comes in ragged gasps as I feel the familiar tightening low in my belly. "Illu..." I moan his name, my voice trembling with desire and anticipation.

I cry out his name as my orgasm crashes over me in a wave of heat and pleasure, my body tensing around him as I'm consumed by the intense sensations. "Illu!"

"Oh God..." I moan his name as the pleasure rolls through me, making my muscles clench around him. My fingers dig into the sheets as he continues to move within me, prolonging this blissful agony that feels so incredibly good. With each thrust, he pushes me further and further over the edge, my cries of his name filling the room.

It feels like our bodies have melted together, become one as we lose ourselves in this moment... This connection between us... It's everything I never knew I wanted or needed until now. As he finally releases himself within me, I can't help but wonder how we ever managed to keep it a secret for so long... How we could have ever been anything less than completely and totally together? The realization brings with it a sense of comfort and relief that washes over me, making even the hardest parts of our past seem insignificant in comparison.

As our bodies relax into each other, I close my eyes, reveling in the feel of him inside me... inside us. "I love you," I murmur against his skin, feeling no shame or uncertainty this time. "Always."

"Me too." I nestle closer to him, my cheek pressed against his fur. "I never knew it could feel like this... This right." I take a deep breath, trying to find the words to express what's in my heart. "With you, everything just... makes sense. You're everything I've ever wanted and needed."

A slow blush creeps up my neck as I realize what I've just said. It sounds so silly and cliché when I say it out loud, but the truth of the matter is that deep down, in my heart of hearts... That's how I feel about him. And for better or worse, there's no taking it back now.

I close my eyes, knowing that whatever comes next... we'll face it together. Because that's all I want... to be with him... forever.

My heart swells at his words, and I can feel the tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. Forever... It's such a simple word, but it holds so much meaning. So much promise. With every thrust, he drives that word deeper inside me, and with each passing second, it becomes more real. More possible.

As our bodies move together in perfect harmony, I close my eyes and relish the feeling of being loved by him... truly and fully. I know that whatever challenges come our way, we'll face them together... because together is where we belong. Together, there's nothing we can't overcome... nothing we can't achieve.

With a soft sigh, I wrap my legs around his waist, urging him closer as he claims me over and over again, each thrust bringing us closer to that moment when the line between us blurs completely... when there is no longer any doubt about where our hearts lie. The future may be uncertain, but with him by my side, I know it will be brilliant... just like our love.

"And I love you," I breathe, my eyes locked on his as if to etch the sight into my memory forever. "Forever... and always." With that, I let go of all my inhibitions, giving myself over to him completely. My body arches off the bed with each thrust, my cries of pleasure mingling with his growls of desire as we race toward our shared climax.

It feels like an eternity before our bodies finally explode together, wracked with wave after wave of intense pleasure that leaves us both gasping for air and trembling in its wake. In that moment, there is no past or future, only this... Us. Together. Forever.

As the last echoes of our shared orgasm fade away, Illu collapses on top of me, burying his face in my neck as he catches his breath. And for a while, we just lie there together... content to feel each other's heartbeat and the warmth of our skin pressed against each other.

This is how I want it to be... With him, always.

The case takes up most of their time at the moment. They worked on it together, solving every clue and lead as fast as possible. But even with all that hard work, they can't forget about last night... about how close they are now and how much they love each other. It gives them a new sense of purpose and determination to not only solve this case but also protect their relationship from anyone who might try to come between them. As they continue to work side by side, Siesta can't help but glance over at Illu every so often, her heart swelling with love and adoration for him. No matter what obstacles may lie ahead, she knows that as long as they have each other, they can overcome anything.

"A vacation sounds like a wonderful idea. We deserve some time to ourselves," she smiles back at him before taking another bite of her food. The thought of spending quality time with him, away from the stresses of work and their secret relationship, fills her with a sense of happiness and anticipation. She takes his hand under the table, giving it a squeeze as she gazes into his eyes.

"Where do you want to go?" she asks with a smile.

Anywhere with him would be perfect.

"That sounds perfect. I've always wanted to go hiking in the mountains," she gushes, her eyes lighting up with excitement at the thought of exploring nature together. "And I'm sure we could find some cozy cabins or lodges near our favorite trails." A contented sigh escapes her lips as she pictures them wandering through the woods, holding hands and admiring the beautiful scenery.

"I can't wait for that vacation now," she says wistfully, her gaze drifting back to his hand beneath the table where it still holds hers. "It'll be so good to have some time alone with you."

The thought makes her heart skip a beat. She looks up at him, unable to hide the adoration shining in her eyes. "I can't wait," she whispers, the words caught in her throat by the anticipation and happiness that well up inside her. A light blush touches her cheeks as she realizes how lucky she is to have found him, to have him in her life.

For a moment, they just sit there together, lost in each other's gaze. It feels like the whole world has been stripped away, leaving only them and their love, and for now, that's all Siesta needs. As they finish up their meal, she can't help but feel grateful for this time they have together, however short it may seem in comparison to everything else. And as they leave the diner, she takes comfort in knowing that no matter what happens in the future, she will always cherish these moments with Illu... Forever and always.

It's the most wonderful feeling in the world, being with him like this. She watches as he takes in the breathtaking view of the mountains around them, his fur ruffled by the crisp autumn breeze. His eyes meet hers for a brief moment, filled with love and affection that makes her heart skip a beat.

They spend their days hiking through scenic trails, stopping every now and then to admire the beauty of nature or share a picnic lunch beneath the shade of a tree. In the evenings, they curl up together in front of a cozy fire, drinking hot cocoa and reminiscing about their adventures throughout the day.

The only downside is knowing that soon enough, this idyllic vacation will come to an end and they'll have to go back to reality... to the world where everything isn't perfect and beautiful like it is here with him. But even then, Siesta knows that as long as they have each other, they can face anything together.

"Hey, love." She smiles up at him as he climbs into bed beside her. "How was your bath?" Her hands find their way to his chest, stroking softly over the fur she's missed so much during the day.

He leans down and presses a gentle kiss to her forehead before answering. "It was wonderful. I missed this." He says as he rolls onto his side, facing her. She can feel the warmth of his body even through their clothes and it sends a shiver of desire coursing through her.

"Mmmm... yes," she moans softly, arching into his touch. Her body is craving the feel of him inside her, their connection so strong it feels like it's woven into every fiber of her being. She rolls onto her side facing him, pressing her naked body flush against his. Her hands roam over his chest and stomach, teasing at the button on his pajama bottoms before pulling them down revealing his hard length eager for her touch.

His hands slip beneath her, sliding up her back until they cup her breast over the fabric of her bra. His thumbs brush against her nipples, eliciting a soft moan from deep in her throat as she pushes closer to him, wanting more contact with his skin. She feels the pressure building inside her, needing to be released as their passion spirals out of control.

Her breath comes in short gasps as she feels him harden against her, the heat emanating from his body making it impossible to ignore how much he wants this too. With a thrust of her hips, she pushes her underwear down around her thighs, leaving them both completely exposed and vulnerable. "Illu..." Her voice is hoarse with desire as she arches into him again, craving the feel of his skin on hers. "I need you."

Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she moans into the pillow, arching up off the bed as her desire intensifies. "Illu..." She whispers his name like a prayer, her hips moving in perfect sync with his hands as he continues to touch her so perfectly. His touch is branding her skin, marking her as his, and she couldn't be more thankful for it.

The feeling is indescribable. Her body trembles with need as he teases her, his fingers driving her wild. "Please," she gasps out, arching into him even further as the ache in her core grows more intense. She can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, the release that's been building up for what feels like an eternity about to consume her completely.

Her fingernails scrape down his back, leaving red marks on his skin as she struggles to regain control, but the sensations are too much to bear. "I need you... I want..." She trails off into a moan as he continues to work his magic on her body.

His other hand finds its way between their bodies again, teasing her with the feel of him, so close and yet still just out of reach. It's driving her crazy, making her need him even more than before. She can't take it anymore; she needs to be connected to him fully and completely.

Her eyes roll back in pleasure as he moves inside her, their bodies perfectly synchronized. "Oh God... I love you..." she gasps out between moans, wrapping her legs around his waist to draw him even closer. His touch is driving her wild, sending sparks of desire shooting through every nerve ending in her body.

Her hands thread through his hair, holding him close as he thrusts deeper, faster, their breath coming in ragged gasps now that they're finally able to express all the passion and love they feel for each other. With each passing second, the need to connect with him on a deeper level grows stronger, consuming her until there is nothing left but this moment, here with him like this... Forever.

Their bodies move together in perfect harmony, a symphony of desire and love that echoes through the room. Each thrust sends waves of pleasure coursing through her, intensifying with every passing second. She clings to him, their skin slick with sweat and passion as she loses herself in this moment, letting go of everything except him.

"Illu..." Her voice is little more than a whisper now, barely audible even to his keen ears. "I need you..."

Her breath comes in sharp gasps as their bodies move in perfect synchrony, each thrust bringing her closer and closer to the edge. Her muscles tense beneath his touch, her nails digging into his shoulders as she tries to hold on for just a little bit longer. "Oh God..." She arches her back off the bed, her eyes clenched shut against the intense pleasure coursing through her.

Her body shudders with release, her moans echoing around the room as she comes undone beneath him. His thrusts are still rough and insistent, driving her further and further over the edge until finally, their bodies slow and quiver together in aftershocks of pleasure. She collapses back onto the bed, panting heavily as he rolls onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow to look down at her. "Wow," he breathes, a wide grin splitting his features, "that was... incredible." His hand drifts lower, tracing lazy circles over her stomach and hip before coming to rest on her thigh. She smiles back up at him, the warmth of satisfaction spreading through her entire being.

For now, all that matters is this moment, here with him like this... together. Forever.

"It was," she agrees, her voice still hoarse from exertion. "I could never get enough of you." She reaches up to stroke his cheek, marveling at how good it feels to finally be able to touch him like this, to express all the love and affection she's harbored for so long. "You make me feel... complete." Her eyes meet his and hold fast, her heart swelling with a warmth that goes beyond mere words.

Their eyes locked, they share the silence that speaks so much louder than any words ever could. In this moment, nothing else matters; it's just the two of them, connected by a bond stronger than anything the world has ever seen. She reaches up to brush a stray hair from his forehead, her fingertips lingering there for a few moments longer than necessary before slowly trailing down his cheek and neck, following the line of his jaw.

"I love you," she whispers softly against his lips before kissing him again, letting the words melt into their embrace like honey on her tongue. It feels good to finally say it out loud; to put a name to the feelings that have been growing between them for so long. As their kiss deepens and their bodies reconnect in a gentle dance of touch and affection, Siesta knows without a doubt that they will always be together... Forever and always.

Their bodies intertwine like two strands of destiny woven together by fate. In this moment, nothing else exists; there is only the two of them, their love for each other burning brighter than a thousand suns. They lose track of time as they get lost in their shared passion and affection, their souls becoming one in perfect harmony.

Eventually, their breathing slows and their hearts steady once more, returning to the gentle rhythm of normalcy. Siesta nestles her head into the crook of Illu's neck, content for now just to feel his strong arms wrapped around her and know that he is hers - forever. "This," she whispers softly against his skin, "is where I belong."

She blushes prettily at the suggestion but doesn't pull away from him or protest. "Mmm... yes," she whispers shyly, her heart racing with anticipation at the thought of spending more time in his arms tonight. "I want to be close to you... always."

Her hand finds its way between them again, seeking him out and urging him back toward her. With a sigh of contentment, she presses her naked body against his, eager for the night's passion to continue.

Her hips arch off the bed as he touches her once more. "Oh God... yes..." She whimpers, her fingers threading through his hair as she presses herself against him, begging for more. His touch is driving her wild; it feels so good to be connected to him like this, to know that they're sharing this intimate moment together.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, her body tense and ready as she waits for him to join them again. She can feel the familiar ache building deep inside her core, the need to be taken by him growing more insistent with every passing second. "Please... I want you..." Her words are raw and breathless as she looks up at him with pleading eyes, begging for release.

Her eyes widen in surprise but she quickly recovers, her cheeks flushing with heat. Tentatively at first, she begins to move her hips against his, taking him deeper inside herself with each thrust. The sensation is incredible; being in control like this makes her feel powerful and desired all at once.

Her breath comes out in short gasps as their skin slaps together in time with the rhythm of their bodies. "This... feels so good..." She trails off, unable to believe how much she enjoys being on top of him, riding his cock like this. It's a new experience for them both, and one that seems to be making their connection even stronger than before.

With a moan, she leans forward, burying her face in his neck as the pleasure builds inside her once more. Her nails dig into his shoulders, urging him on, demanding more of this exquisite sensation. She can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, the release that's been building up for so long finally within reach...and she knows that when it comes, it's going to be intense.

Her name on his lips sends shivers through her entire being as she moans louder, arching her back off his chest in search of more contact with his skin. She feels herself starting to lose control, the orgasm building inside her like a runaway train racing toward the edge of a cliff. "Oh God... I'm c-close..." Her voice breaks on a sob as she thrusts harder against him, desperate for release.

His hands move up to cup her breasts, squeezing and pinching the sensitive nipples as he watches her ride him.

Her nails dig into his shoulders as she feels the orgasm building inside her, the tension coiling tighter and tighter with every beat of her heart. She focuses on him, lost in the intensity of their connection, the way he feels beneath her, the way his hands stroke her skin so tenderly even as they urge her toward release. "I'm... I'm c-coming..." Her voice breaks on a gasp as she arches her back off his chest again, her body tensing in the midst of the most intense orgasm she's ever experienced. "Oh God... Illu..." The sensations are overwhelming, consuming her whole being as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her, leaving her weak and shaky in their wake.

As she comes down from her high, she collapses forward onto his chest, panting heavily and feeling the weight of contentment settle into every corner of her soul. She's never been more grateful for this moment, for him, and for everything they share together. "I love you," she whispers against his skin, wrapping her arms around him tightly as if fearful that

Her eyes well up with tears of joy as she looks into his. She's never been so overwhelmed with emotion before; it feels like her heart might burst right out of her chest. She presses a soft kiss to the center of his lips, grateful for this moment, for him, and for all the love they share. "Thank you..." she whispers against his mouth, feeling the tears slip down her cheeks and onto his skin.

Eventually, their breathing slows and their hearts steady once more, returning to the gentle rhythm of normalcy. With a contented sigh, Siesta nestles her head into the crook of Illu's neck, content for now just to feel his strong arms wrapped around her and know that he is hers - forever. "This," she whispers softly against his skin, "is where I belong." The air in the room seems to crackle with the intensity of their connection as they hold each other close like this, the love they share palpable and powerful enough to light up the world. For now, nothing else matters; all that exists is them, their love for one another, and the promise of forever.

She smiles as she drifts off to sleep, her head resting comfortably on his chest. In this moment, she couldn't be happier or more content. Tomorrow might bring new challenges and adventures, but for now, all that matters is being here with him, safe in his arms where she belongs. As the darkness of sleep slowly engulfs her, Siesta lets out a contented sigh, knowing that however much time they have together, it will always be enough...because he's hers and she's his, now and forever.

Siesta spends the day working alongside Illu, her thoughts drifting back to the intimate moments they shared last night. The memory of his touch, his words of love and affection, bring a blush to her cheeks and a smile to her lips. Despite not yet being officially together, she feels a sense of belonging with him that she's never experienced before.

As the day progresses, Siesta finds herself glancing over at Illu more frequently, enjoying the way he focuses on their work while still managing to make her feel loved and desired. The chemistry between them is undeniable, and she can't help but wonder how much longer they'll be able to keep up this charade of being just partners. Eventually, as they close in on the end of another successful case, Siesta decides that tonight would be the perfect opportunity to finally address their relationship status and see where it might lead them from here.

Her heart skips a beat when she hears him speak; there's an uncertainty in his voice that makes her feel both nervous and excited. "Of course," she replies, her voice gentle as they walk side by side down the quiet street. "You can tell me anything."

She glances over at him out of the corner of her eye, wondering what could possibly be on his mind. The anticipation is almost unbearable.

Tears of happiness spring to her eyes as she listens to his confession. She'd known he felt something more than just partnership, but hearing the words spoken aloud makes her heart race with excitement. Nodding slowly, she looks up at him and smiles shyly. "I like you too, Illu... very much." Taking a deep breath, she says in a whisper, "And I would love to go out with you."

Her gaze holds his as they reach her building, their connection stronger than ever before. With trembling fingers, Siesta reaches up to wipe away the tears that have spilled down her cheeks and says softly, "Thank you for being in my life, Illu... I'm so glad we found each other."

As they pull apart from their sweet kiss, she looks up into his eyes and feels her heart swell with emotion. "I know you will," she whispers, wrapping her arms around him as tightly as she can manage without hurting him. "And I'll always be here for you, through everything." The promise fills her chest, warmth spreading out from her core to every inch of her being.

Their relationship may have begun under unusual circumstances, but it was clear to Siesta that this was where she was meant to be all along - with Illu, by her side, forever and always. And as they enter the building together, hand in hand, their futures shining bright with hope and promise, she knows that no matter what challenges might lie ahead, they'll face them together... and emerge stronger than ever before.

Siesta dresses slowly, deliberately taking her time as she picks out an outfit that she thinks will please him. Her heart flutters with nervous anticipation every time she catches a glimpse of herself in the mirror; it feels like everything about tonight is charged with significance. Finally, she decides on a soft blue dress that hugs her curves in all the right places and floats gracefully to her knees. With a satisfied smile, she turns toward the door, ready to join him and begin this new chapter of their lives together.

As she steps into the room, Illu looks up from his phone, his eyes widening as they drink in the sight of her.

She moans softly as his lips brush against her shoulder, the touch sending shivers down her spine. "I've been looking forward to this too," she murmurs, twining her arms around his neck and leaning into him. "I want you so much..." Her hips press against him suggestively, making it clear just how much she desires him right now.

"What do you want to do?" She asks breathily, tracing a finger down the center of his chest, following the line of his prominent sternum. "Tonight is ours..."

Her breath catches as his touch sends shivers of pleasure coursing through her body. "Oh God... that feels so good," she moans, arching her back off his chest slightly. Her hips rock against him, grinding against the hard ridge of his arousal through their clothing. "Please..." she whispers, biting her lip in anticipation. "I need you..."

She gasps as he teases her so expertly, her head thrown back with pleasure. Her hands fist in his shirt, tugging it free from his slacks before running her nails up and down his chest. "Oh God... Illu..." She moans his name desperately as her body writhes against him, aching for release. "Make love to me..."

Her legs part further, inviting him closer still as she revels in the feeling of his touch driving her wild. He's always been so good at this, making her feel wanted and desired like no one else ever has or ever will. And now that they're official... the possibilities are endless.

Her body arches off the bed as he touches her in such a deeply intimate way, her breath coming out in sharp gasps that mingle with his every caress. "Yes... just like that..." She presses herself closer against him, feeling the need for release growing more urgent by the second. His words wash over her, calming her and making her relax into the sensation of his fingers moving inside her. "Oh God..." she moans as he begins to thrust his fingers in and out of her wetness, each stroke driving her closer and closer to the edge of oblivion. She feels so connected to him right now, their bodies moving together as one in pursuit of pleasure. There's no doubt left that this was meant to be - they belong together like this, in every sense of the word. Her hips buck against his hand, demanding more as she nears her peak. "I'm close... so close..." She whimpers his name, needing him inside her, feeling him claim her completely before she can finally let go and find release.

Her body jerks as she feels him pressing against her, filling her in one hard thrust that steals what little breath she has left. She moans his name and arches off the bed, her nails digging into his shoulders as the overwhelming sensation of being joined with him sweeps through her like a wave. "Oh God... Illu..." Her body trembles as he begins to move inside her, each powerful thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her entire being. He's so thick and hard, filling her perfectly, claiming every inch of her as his own. Her fists clench in the sheets beneath her as she feels herself starting to lose control, the release building inside her like a tidal wave that threatens to consume her entirely. She watches him above her, watching her back, and it's then that she knows he's feeling it too, sharing this intense connection with her on every level. "I love you..." she gasps as the sensation grows too much, too exquisite for words. Her body arches off the bed once more, her muscles tensing and releasing in perfect rhythm with his steady

Her cries fill the room as she comes apart beneath him, her body shuddering in release as waves of pleasure wash over her again and again. It feels like she's made of liquid fire now, every nerve ending tingling and alive with sensation where he touches her. As the last tremors subside, she falls back against the bed, spent but somehow still wanting more. "Oh my God..." She whimpers, looking up at him through half-lidded eyes. "That was... incredible." Her voice is raspy from pleasure and exhaustion, but there's a note of awe in it that makes her heart flutter all over again. She reaches out to touch his face, feeling the sweat beaded on his skin where he's been moving above her so roughly, but still with such tenderness.

Her eyes meet his as she smiles up at him, her breath coming in shallow gasps. "Round three...?" she teases back, arching an eyebrow and tracing a finger lightly down his chest to where they're still connected. "We have all night." Her voice is husky and filled with desire; she wants him just as badly, if not more, than he does her. "And I want you to show me everything else you can do," she whispers, closing her eyes and tilting her head back invitingly. She feels so perfectly exposed beneath his gaze, wanting him to look at her and take in every curve and slope of her body, knowing that he'll never get bored with seeing it or touching it or making love to it like this.

Moans escape from her lips as his fingers brush against that sensitive spot deep inside her, making it impossible for her not to arch off the bed in pleasure. His touch is skillful, knowing just how to make her lose control with desire for him. She clenches around his finger, feeling the pressure building inside of her once again, needing more of his touch. Her hands thread through his hair, encouraging him as he explores her body with his lips and fingers. The feel of his rough stubble against her skin only serves to heighten every sensation coursing through her, making it all that much better when he finally thrusts a finger deep inside her, hitting the spot she's been needing so desperately. "Yes... oh God..." She gasps as the pleasure overwhelms her once more, her body tensing and releasing around his hand in perfect rhythm with his fingers. He feels so good, so right; she never wants this night to end. But even as these thoughts cross her mind, she knows that there's still so much more they can explore together... so many intimate experiences waiting for them right here in this bed. The anticipation of discovering

Her words send a surge of desire coursing through him, making it impossible for him to hold back any longer. He kisses her gently before positioning himself between her legs and guiding his hard length toward her wet entrance. With a deep breath, he thrusts inside her in one powerful motion, filling her up completely. She gasps at the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed by him, her nails digging into his shoulders as their hips meet in a punishing rhythm.

Her moans fill the room as their bodies move together in perfect harmony. She feels overwhelmed by the intensity of the sensations coursing through her; his touch is so skillful and dominant that it takes her breath away. Every time he thrusts inside her, it's like a jolt straight to her core, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout every inch of her body. Her hips rise to meet him, urging him onward as she loses herself in the moment, giving herself over completely to the power of their union. With each passing second, she feels more connected to him, more in love with him than she ever thought possible. Their passion for one another burns hot and bright, igniting a fire within them that they know will never be extinguished. "I love you..." she gasps out between ragged breaths, wrapping her legs around his waist and arching her back off the bed to meet his thrusts more deeply. "I want this forever... with you." The words tumble out of her in a rush, carried away on the wind of their passion, as if they could be anything but true.

She feels him tensing against

Their eyes are locked, filled with so much love and adoration that it takes Siesta's breath away. Her fingers trace gentle circles on his chest as they both come down from the high of their passion, trying to take in everything they're feeling in this moment. She knows without a doubt that what they have together is something special, something that goes far beyond anything either of them could have ever expected. With a soft smile, she leans forward and presses a kiss against his lips, tasting herself on him and relishing the salty taste of his sweat. "This is just the beginning," she whispers against his mouth. "There's so much more for us to explore... so much love still waiting for us." Her words are filled with promise, with hope for all they can become together.

She feels him nod against her lips, a quiet breath escaping him before he presses another soft kiss against hers. It's then that Siesta realizes just how exhausted they both are; their limbs heavy and warm from the exertion of their lovemaking. With a sigh, she nestles closer into his embrace, relishing the feel of their still-

Her heart skips a beat as he mentions marriage, the thought sending a thrill of excitement through her. She can't help but wonder what that future would look like, the two of them growing old together, sharing their lives and love until the end of time. "Oh, I'd like that... very much," she whispers, kissing him gently on his chin before nestling deeper into his embrace. They lie there for a while longer, basking in the warmth of each other's bodies and the comfort of their newfound connection. As the last echoes of passion begin to fade away, something else takes its place - a sense of serenity, of rightness, that tells them without a doubt that they are meant for each other. And with this knowing, they drift off to sleep, secure in the knowledge that whatever challenges or hardships lie ahead, they will face them together, their love as strong and enduring as the tide.

Her eyes drift shut as she feels herself starting to fall asleep in his arms. Her breath comes slower and shallower until it eventually matches the rhythm of his own. The peace that washes over her is unlike anything she's ever experienced before; it's as if all of the worries and stress from the world outside this room have been left behind, shut out by the door as they retreated into their little sanctuary of love and trust. She nestles closer against his chest, feeling his heartbeat beneath her ear, and is suddenly struck by the realization that he's the first person she's ever wanted to spend her life with. The thought fills her with a sense of rightness so profound that it leaves her feeling warm and contented all over. As sleep pulls her deeper under its spell, Siesta dreams of their future together; of a lifetime filled with love, laughter, and endless adventures. And in these dreams, she knows with absolute certainty that no matter what challenges may lie ahead for them, they will face them together, always side by side...

The day passes quickly, a blur of paperwork and phone calls that seems to melt away in the background as they navigate their new reality. Even with all of the distractions around them, Siesta can't help but sneak glances at Illufox whenever he thinks she isn't looking, marveling at how different things are now. They work together seamlessly, and there's an undeniable air of understanding between them that wasn't there before. It feels as if they can finish each other's sentences, anticipate one another's needs without even having to say anything. And when their hands brush against each other, whether it's in passing or while reaching for a file, she feels a jolt of electricity course through her that leaves her breathless and yearning for more.

Their break time comes, and they both eagerly retreat to the quiet corner where they shared their first kiss as a couple. They sit close together, sharing small smiles and shy glances as they enjoy their coffee and each other's company in silence. It feels perfect; like everything has fallen into place exactly as it should. "So... what do you

She blushes slightly at his question, suddenly feeling a little self-conscious. "I was just thinking about how nice it is here... with you." Her eyes meet his across the table, and she reaches out to take his hand in hers, squeezing gently. "It feels like we're in our own little world when we're together. Like nothing else matters except us."

He looks at her intently, searching her face for any sign that she might be changing her mind. Seeing only love and devotion reflected back at him, he leans forward and presses a gentle kiss against her lips. "I feel the same way," he whispers before pulling away, their connected breaths mingling in the air between them. "And I want to keep it that way... with you."

His eyes meet hers, earnest and sincere, and she knows without a doubt that he means every word. She returns his gaze, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth as she thinks about how right everything feels in this moment. "I want that too," she whispers back, her voice soft but filled with resolve. "Forever"

She looks around at her cozy little apartment, feeling both relieved and saddened that she won't get to spend the night with him. But then again, they've only been together for a short time, and she knows they need to take things slow. Besides, having him drive her home like this is more than enough for one day.

As he parks the car in front of her building, she turns to face him, reaching out to cup his cheek with her hand. "Thank you for everything tonight," she whispers sincerely, looking into his eyes. "I had the best time... with you." She pauses, swallowing hard as emotion wells up inside of her. "I love you," she says finally, her voice small but steady.

She wraps her arms around his neck as he pulls her close, relishing the feel of his strong body pressed against hers. "I want you to stay," she whispers into his ear, nibbling lightly on his lobe. "Just for tonight..." She trails off, not quite able to find the words to express how much she needs him right now.

Her heart skips a beat when he kisses her again, deeper this time, their tongues dancing together in the darkness of the car. She feels so safe and protected in his arms, as if nothing bad could ever happen to her as long as they're together like this. With a sigh of contentment, she leans back against the seat, giving him better access to her lips, hungry for more.

With a moan of approval, she arches into his touch, grinding against him in desperate need. Her fingers thread through his hair as he deepens the kiss, her lips parting as he explores every inch of her mouth with his tongue. She feels so alive and wanted when they're together like this; it's almost painful how good it is. Her skirt is pushed up past her hips now, exposing her to his touch for the first time since their lovemaking earlier tonight. Heat pools low in her abdomen at the feel of his fingers tracing along the lace of her panties before moving higher to tease her through the cotton of her underwear. With a gasp, she breaks the kiss, pushing herself even closer to him as he continues to drive her wild with his touch. "Please..." she whispers, arching her back off the seat in invitation. "I need you so bad." Her voice comes out breathless and desperate, reflecting the need pulsating through every fiber of her being. She feels dizzy with desire for him; like nothing else exists in the world except this moment between

Her cries echo through the car as she writhes under his touch, her hips moving restlessly against his hand. She can feel herself growing wetter with each stroke of his fingers against her skin; it's been too long since they've been together and her body is demanding relief. With a growl of frustration, he pulls back, gaze dropping to where their hips are pressed tightly together. He unzips his pants with shaking hands, freeing his hard length from the confines of his jeans.

Her body trembles as he pushes inside her in one smooth stroke. She grips the fabric of his shirt in her fists, digging her nails into his skin as pleasure courses through her. It feels so good to have him back inside her; it's like coming home after a long absence. "Fuck..." she moans, arching her back off the seat as he begins to thrust deep and hard inside her. She meets each of his thrusts with one of her own, their hips slapping together in perfect rhythm. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels the pressure building inside of her once again.

Her hands fumble blindly across the seat until they find purchase on his shoulders; she digs her nails in as deep as she can, using them to anchor herself as she spirals closer and closer to the edge. "I'm close..." she pants, her voice raw with desire. "Please... I need you to cum with me."

With a sharp cry, she tumbles over the edge in a shattering orgasm, her body convulsing around him as he thrusts deep inside her one final time. Her fingers dig deeper into his shoulders as she arches back off the seat, her eyes squeezed shut and her mouth open in a silent scream. Her orgasm milks every last drop of cum from him, sending wave after wave of pleasure through them both. With a hoarse groan, he collapses forward over her chest, his weight pressing her into the seat as they catch their breath together. Their hearts pound in unison against each other's skin, the air around them thick with satisfaction and desire. After what feels like an eternity, he pulls out of her, his softening length trailing sticky wetness across her stomach and between her spread legs. She moans at the loss of contact but misses it even more when he moves away from her completely, settling back into his seat with a satisfied sigh. "Stay... please stay just a little longer," she whispers, wrapping her arms around him and nuzzling her face against his neck. Even as exhaust

"Stay... please stay just a little longer," she whispers, wrapping her arms around him and nuzzling her face against his neck. Even as exhaustion begins to creep up on her, the feel of him pressed close beside her makes it impossible for her to sleep. It's not that she doesn't want rest; it's just that being with him like this feels so right, so perfect that she can't bring herself to let go even for a few precious moments. She sighs contentedly, nestling closer into the safety of his embrace and inhaling the unique scent of him - a mix of soap, warm skin, and something else entirely intimate that belongs only to her. She traces lazy circles on his chest with her fingertip as they sit together in silence, their connection growing stronger with every passing second.

Eventually, sleep tugs at the edges of her consciousness, threatening to pull her under its spell and carry her away from this moment. But even then, she doesn't want to let him go. With a soft whimper, she buries her face against his neck, praying that the morning never comes and their time together

She blinks slowly as she becomes aware of where she is and who's beside her. When her eyes focus on him, a soft smile curves her lips upward. "You're pretty handsome yourself," she murmurs sleepily, reaching out to brush a stray hair from his forehead.

He flushes at her compliment but doesn't protest; it feels nice to be close to her like this, as if nothing else exists in the world besides the two of them and their love. With a sigh, he snuggles closer, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her against his chest. "Sleep well," he whispers into the darkness before drifting off once more himself.

She listens to the steady rhythm of his breathing, the way his chest rises and falls with each inhale and exhale, and feels an overwhelming sense of contentment wash over her. In that moment, she knows there's nothing else she wants more than this - to be with him, forever.

As sleep once again claims her, she dreams of the future; of a lifetime spent in his arms, building a life together and

Her dreams shift once more, leaving behind thoughts of their future together and replacing them with images of their past. She finds herself reliving memories from before they met - moments where she felt lonely and lost, wondering if anyone would ever understand her the way Illufox does now. It's a bittersweet sort of nostalgia; sadness mixed with joy at how far they've come and how much their lives have changed since meeting each other.

As dawn begins to creep across the sky outside her window, she feels herself starting to stir awake. She doesn't want this moment to end; she wants to stay here forever in Illufox 's arms, safe and loved and cherished. But even as these thoughts cross her mind, she knows that eventually they'll have to leave the sanctuary of their bed and face the real world once more.

With a soft sigh, she nestles closer into his embrace, taking comfort in the strength of his arms and the steadiness of his breath against her cheek. She's not sure what today will bring or how they'll navigate their new reality together, but for now, all that matters is this - being with him

Her eyes flutter open, taking in the sight of Illufox above her before focusing on the early morning light streaming through the window. "Morning," she murmurs softly. "I slept wonderfully... probably too well." She smiles up at him, a sleepy, contented expression etched onto her features.

Without quite realizing what she's doing, she reaches up and threads her fingers through his hair, tugging gently on the end of his lock. "Do you want to... I mean, if it's okay..." She trails off uncertainly, cheeks flushing with embarrassment at her forwardness but also relief that they can finally address this thing between them.

Her heart beats wildly in her chest as she waits for his response, hoping he wants what she wants; hopes their connection is strong enough to bridge the gap left by their years apart and make everything right again.

She nods slowly, eyes never leaving his as she considers his words. It's clear that he wants her, just as much as she wants him, but he's being careful not to push her too far. It's a refreshing change from the men she usually dates; they so often expect her to make all the decisions and do all the work.

With a soft sigh, she tilts her head back against the pillow, inviting him closer. "Yes... please," she whispers, her voice little more than a breath as he presses his lips to hers in a gentle kiss that soon deepens. His hands trail down her sides, stopping just above her hips before sliding lower still, encouraging her to arch up into his touch.

She moans softly as he reaches the bare skin of her stomach and traces lazy circles over it with his fingertips, making goosebumps break out across her skin. With a gasp, she pushes against his hand, silently urging him to go lower still. He complies, slipping his hands underneath her nightshirt and finally cupping her ass, fingers splayed wide

Her breath comes in shaky gasps as he circles her entrance with his thumbs, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She arches into his touch, moaning his name as she tries to encourage him to go deeper. The feel of him touching her like this is incredible; it's been so long since anyone has made her feel wanted or desirable, and with every stroke of his fingers against her skin, she feels herself falling further under his spell.

When he finally slips a finger inside of her, it's almost too much. She cries out in surprise and pleasure as he starts to move it back and forth, finding her sweet spot over and over again. Her body trembles beneath his touch, every muscle tense with anticipation. "Oh God... Illufox..." she whispers, arching off the bed as he pushes another finger inside of her, stretching her even further.

His fingers moving inside her send waves of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending in her body, making it impossible for her to think or focus on anything but the sensation. "Yes... more..." she gasps out between kisses. She reaches down between them, gripping him tightly over his pants, desperate for the feel of his skin against hers.

With one smooth motion, he tosses aside the covers and their discarded clothes before positioning himself at her entrance.

With a shuddering breath, she nods frantically, wordlessly urging him on. He groans at the sight of her spread open before him; his aching length throbbing with need to be inside her. His fingers slick with her arousal guide him toward her entrance before he thrusts forward, burying himself to the hilt in one deep stroke.

Her back arches off the bed and her mouth falls open into a silent scream as she's filled by his hard length. Their bodies connect with a force that seems to shake the foundation of the room itself. He pins her down, his body weight pressing her into the mattress as he begins to move inside her, their hips slapping together in perfect rhythm.

Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving red lines across his skin as she holds onto him for dear life. With every thrust, he pushes her farther and farther over the edge of pleasure, sending her careening toward a release so intense it threatens to shatter everything inside her. As if sensing this, he slows his pace slightly, savoring the feel of being joined with her once again; relishing the way

She digs her nails into his shoulders as he slowly fills her up with each thrust; the pleasure building inside of her until she can hardly stand it any longer. "Oh God... oh my god..." She pants, arching her back off the bed and meeting his thrusts with equal force, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony. With a shuddering moan, she comes undone beneath him; her body tightening around him as waves of pleasure wash over her again and again. "So good... love you..." She whimpers out, her voice hoarse with desire. Her nails dig deeper into his shoulders, drawing blood as he continues to thrust deep inside her, their connection growing stronger with each passing moment. The room spins around them as the sensation builds once more; this time it feels different - somehow deeper and more intense than before. "Siesta... I'm close..." He groans out, thrusting harder now as he fights to keep control, his hips moving faster against her as he feels himself on the brink of release. Her body trembles in response, tensing up around him just as he needs it to. "Come for me... love..." She cries out as she feels herself spiraling out of control; her orgasm crashing over her like a

Her body convulses around him one final time, her muscles trembling as she slowly comes down from the most intense orgasm of her life. The room is still spinning as he collapses onto her chest, their bodies sticky with sweat and mingled fluids. She wraps her arms around him, holding him close and savoring the feel of his skin against hers; their heartbeats slow and steady now that the passion has faded. "That... was unbelievable," she whispers into his ear, still not quite able to believe what they've just shared. His fingers trail lazy circles across her stomach, drawing patterns on her skin as he relaxes against her. "I love you," he murmurs after a moment, his voice hoarse and breathless from their exertions.

"It was a good day at work today," she says with a contented sigh as he pulls into the parking garage. "The case was particularly tricky, but I think we made an excellent team." She smiles up at him in the dim light of the car's interior, admiring the way his eyes seem to glow when he's happy.

Even though they've been partners for years, this newfound intimacy between them feels different; richer and more satisfying than anything they've shared before. It's like their connection has grown stronger over time, becoming something beautiful and irreplaceable.

As they enter his cozy apartment, she can't help but smile at the familiarity of it all. It feels so good to be back with him, in his arms and sharing this space. She kicks off her shoes and follows him into the kitchen, already anticipating the smell of dinner that will soon fill the air.

"I hope you're hungry," she says with a playful laugh as he starts unloading groceries onto the countertop. "Because I made your favorite."

Her grin widens as she watches him from across the kitchen. "Good," she says teasingly, moving a little closer. "Because it's just about ready." With a flourish, she grabs a large cast-iron skillet from the counter and places it on the stovetop. The smell of spiced lamb and roasted vegetables wafts through the air as she carefully begins to brown the meat in the hot oil.

As they cook together in companionable silence, she glances sideways at him, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. She's never been happier than she is right now; content and loved, just like this.

Her heart flutters in her chest as she returns his gaze, unable to look away from the warmth and sincerity reflected in his eyes. "We do," she whispers, feeling the words catch in her throat. "And I think it's because... we understand each other now. We know how much our work means to us, and that makes all the difference." She pauses, searching for the right way to express what she's feeling. "I don't know where we go from here, or what tomorrow will bring, but I just want to keep doing this... together."

She smiles shyly at his words, her cheeks flushing with emotion. "You already are more to me than just my assistant or lover," she whispers softly, reaching across the table to take his hand in hers. "You're my best friend, my partner... and I want to be there for you too. Whatever you need." Her gaze never wavers from his, her eyes holding a depth of feeling that takes his breath away.

The evening passes pleasantly as they share stories, laughter, and each other's company. It feels like the perfect way to end a difficult day, and Siesta finds herself hoping for many more nights just like this one. As the last dish is cleared away, she leans back in her chair with a contented sigh

Her cheeks flush at his compliment, and she smiles shyly. "Oh, you're too kind," she says, her voice barely audible above the soft hum of the kitchen lights. The thought of cooking together next time fills her with warmth; it seems like every day they spend together is another step closer to becoming a real couple.

"Well then," she continues with a playful grin, "I guess I'd better teach you well. Maybe I could even write down some of my favorite recipes for you." The idea of leaving something tangible behind, something that would still be a part of her life even when she was gone, brings a sudden lump to her throat. But she pushes it aside, focusing instead on the joy they share in this moment.

She grins when she sees his message, her heart lifting at the thought of spending the day with him. She throws on some comfortable clothes and gathers up a few picnic essentials before hurrying out the door to meet him. The park is beautiful this time of year; vibrant green grass dotted with colorful wildflowers and towering oak trees casting patches of dappled sunlight across the landscape. It's the perfect place for a relaxing afternoon together.

As she arrives, she spots him sitting on a blanket near a small cluster of flowers, looking every bit as handsome as ever. "You took your time!" he teases with a laugh, standing up to wrap his arms around her waist and pull her into a tight embrace.

"Well, I had to make sure everything was just perfect," she replies, returning his hug eagerly. Together, they spread out the blanket and begin to unpack their picnic basket: fresh bread, cheese, fruit, and a bottle of wine that he's thoughtfully chilled in ice. The scent of food and sunshine fills the air as they settle

She nods in agreement, setting aside her half-empty wineglass. "That sounds wonderful," she replies with a contented sigh. Together, they search through the park until they find a secluded spot tucked away beneath the branches of an ancient oak tree. Its limbs stretch out overhead, forming a canopy of cool shade that's perfect for napping or simply lounging around in.

Once they've settled themselves comfortably on the soft grass, she looks up at him with a mischievous glint in her eye. "So," she says, leaning closer as their shoulders brush against each other, "do you have any ideas for what we could do now?" Her voice is low and seductive, sending shivers down his spine.

He smiles back at her, his gaze locked on hers as he runs his fingers through his hair. With a deep breath, he leans in closer still until their lips are almost touching. "Why don't we just see where this day takes us?"