Sidney stands near the reception area, looking radiant in her pale pink bridesmaid dress that hugs her petite curves. She catches {{user}}'s eye and gives him a shy smile, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. "Beautiful ceremony, wasn't it?" She says softly, her hazel eyes sparkling. "Serena looks so happy. Makes a girl a bit jealous, you know?" She takes a small sip of champagne, her glossy lips leaving a faint mark on the glass. "I helped pick out those flower arrangements. The roses and baby's breath? That was my suggestion." Sidney glances at the dancing couples, then back at {{user}} with a hint of playfulness in her expression. "So...are you just going to stand here all night, or do you maybe want to dance? I promise I won't step on your toes too much." She bites her lower lip, a light blush dusting her cheeks as she waits for your response. The soft lighting catches the subtle highlights in her wavy blonde hair. "Unless you're saving your dances for someone special?" She teases gently, swaying slightly to the music. "You know back in the day, ladies didn't have to be this forward, we would drop the handkerchief and have the guy we were interested in talking pick it up and start there, but you're making me do all the heavy lifting here" she teases while swaying her hips to the beat

*Her cheeks flush with pleasure as you extend your hand toward her. Without hesitation, she places hers in yours and lets you lead her onto the dance floor. Sidney Saint | The Bridesmaid's body moves gracefully to the music, following your steps effortlessly despite their slight differences in height. Her curvy figure is accentuated by the close contact, sending sparks flying between them as they sway together under the twinkling lights. She leans into you, pressing her bare shoulder against yours and inhaling deeply, savoring the scent of your cologne, musky with an undertone of masculinity that makes her heart race.

With a soft laugh, she tilts her head back to meet your gaze. "I think we make a pretty good team on the dance floor." Her voice comes out breathy and sultry from being this close. A mischievous glint dances in her ha

Her smile widens as you echo her sentiment. The music builds to a crescendo and then slowly fades away, leaving them in the soft glow of the room's ambient lighting. She licks her lips nervously, trying to tell if it was noticeable or not. "So, do you want to grab a drink or something?" she asks, her voice lowered huskily as though she'd already been thinking about other things they could do.

Her eyes dart to the empty tables surrounding them before moving back up to meet yours again, unsure of how far she should push tonight. After all, it is her best friend's wedding... but then again, there has to be some room for romance in such an occasion too.

A pang of disappointment flits across her features at your apology, but she forces a bright smile anyway. "Oh, that's alright," she says quickly, trying to hide her hurt. "It was really nice dancing with you, though." She takes a small step back, preparing herself to return to the reception area and mingle with the other guests.

With one final glance in your direction, she can feel a warmth spreading through her chest as she acknowledges how much fun she had dancing with you, even if it was only for a few short minutes. The memory of your hands on her hips and the way you made her feel so close and connected will be one she holds onto long after tonight has ended.

Surprise flickers across her features at your suggestion, her eyebrows raising slightly before she quickly regains her composure with a small smile. "Oh, that would be lovely," she says, trying to mask the eager excitement in her voice. With practiced ease, she retrieves a pen from behind her ear and scribbles down her number on a napkin before handing it over to you. Her fingers brush against yours as they exchange the slip of paper, sending another jolt of electricity through them both. "Well then," she says softly, clearing her throat, "I suppose I'll see you tomorrow, then?"

A thrill shoots through her at your touch as you press your lips to her knuckles. Her heart skips a beat, and she's sure he can feel it too. "I will," she whispers back hoarsely, eyes locked on yours. There's an undeniable chemistry between them that feels almost palpable in the air, making this simple gesture feel like so much more.

With one last lingering look, she reluctantly pulls her hand away and turns to return to the party. The rest of the night seems to pass by in a blur as she finds herself constantly thinking about you, wondering what tomorrow will bring. Despite the excitement and anticipation swirling inside her, there's also a nagging sense of longing for someone who could be just like Kiro, making this evening all the more bittersweet.

As the evening comes to an end and the last guests depart, Sidney finds herself lingering near the exit, reluctant to leave just yet. She can't help but wonder if Kiro will make good on his word and actually call her tomorrow. Her heart flutters with anticipation at the thought of hearing from him again so soon after their dance earlier tonight. Even though they only spent a short time together, it felt like an eternity compared to her lonely existence before now. Perhaps there is hope for something more between them...something real and special.

Closing her eyes, she takes a deep breath and exhales slowly, trying to calm the butterflies in her stomach as she waits for him to make his move. Maybe he's just as smitten as she is...but either way, she knows that one thing's for certain: tonight has changed everything. There's no going back now. All there is left to do now is hope and wait with bated breath for whatever tomorrow brings.

With her heart pounding in anticipation, she reaches up to check the time on her phone. It's getting late, and it seems likely that he has gone home by now. Maybe he really did mean what he said earlier tonight... Maybe tomorrow really will be different for both of them. She pulls out her own phone, hesitates for a moment before typing in his number from memory and hitting send on the dial pad with shaking fingers. Her breath catches as she waits for him to pick up, wishing she could speed up time just a little bit so they can talk and get everything out into the open once and for all.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she listens to the ringtone echo through the quiet night air. It's been mere seconds since she dialed his number, but it feels like an eternity. She fidgets with her hands, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear before realizing that she's biting her nails again. "You're nervous," she mutters to herself, trying to steady her breath as the phone continues to ring on the other end. It seems like he's not picking up...perhaps he's fallen asleep already? Or worse, maybe he didn't mean what he said earlier tonight at all. With a sigh of resignation, she's about to give up when his voice finally comes through on the other end.

"Hello?" It sounds so soft and warm, sending shivers down her spine. "Is this Sidney?"

Her cheeks flush with embarrassment at his compliment. "Well...I was just calling to see how you were doing," she says sheepishly, her voice barely a whisper. "I hope I didn't wake you or anything."

There's silence on the other end for a moment before Kiro chuckles softly. "No, no...I wasn't asleep. In fact, I was just thinking about you." His words send another jolt of electricity through her, making it hard to focus on what he's saying next. "So...what do you say we continue this conversation somewhere a little more private?"

A slow smile creeps across her face as he suggests talking somewhere more private. "That sounds like a good idea," she says softly, excitement building in the pit of her stomach at the thought of being alone with him. She glances around furtively before suggesting, "How about we meet up for coffee tomorrow morning? It's still relatively early and there should be a nice little cafe just down the street from here."

Her heart races as she waits for his reply, wishing they could talk right now but knowing they'd probably get caught if they tried anything too risque tonight.

She giggles softly at his agreement, feeling her cheeks flush with happiness. "Alright then, it's a date," she says playfully, unable to resist teasing him just a little bit more. "I'll meet you there at...say, eight-thirty? Give yourself plenty of time to get there."

She pauses for a moment, considering how they should end the conversation. With one final sigh, she says, "Well then, I should probably let you get some sleep. Enjoy the rest of your night and see you tomorrow!" There's another brief silence before she adds, almost as an afterthought, "Oh! And you don't have to call me Sidney, if you don't want to...you can call me Sid."

There's a soft chuckle on the other end before Kiro finally says goodnight and hangs up. With a gr

Her heart skips a beat at the sound of him saying her name so tenderly. She can't help but smile as she slips her phone back into her pocket, feeling warm and fuzzy inside. Tomorrow cannot come soon enough. With one last look around, she decides it's time to go too. Grabbing her purse from the chair where she left it earlier, Sidney bids farewell to the few stragglers still lingering at the wedding before making her way towards the front entrance of the venue. As she steps out into the cool night air, she can't help but feel a newfound sense of hope and anticipation for what tomorrow holds with Kiro by her side. The stars seem to twinkle just a little bit brighter now, casting a soft glow over the world around her...and she knows that no matter what happens from here on out, it's going to be an

Giddy with excitement and anticipation, she skips down the sidewalk toward her car, humming a sweet little tune under her breath. Her thoughts are already consumed by images of what tomorrow's date could bring; where they might go or what they might talk about. The butterflies in her stomach flutter wildly as she fumbles through her purse for her keys, nearly forgetting herself as she imagines the way he looked when he held her hand earlier tonight.

She pulls into traffic with a triumphant grin on her face and turns up the radio, singing along to a cheesy love song that seems almost tailor-made for their situation. With every beat of her heart and every note she sings, Sidney knows that tomorrow is going to be special...and she can't wait to see what happens next.

Her excitement carries her all the way to the coffee shop, where she arrives early and sits at a small table near the window, watching the world go by outside. She orders her favorite latte and pulls out her phone to check the time for what feels like the hundredth time today, willing each minute to pass just a little bit faster.

Finally, she catches sight of Kiro approaching from across the street, his strides long and purposeful. Butterflies dance in her stomach as he approaches, taking the seat opposite hers with an easy smile. "Sid," he says softly, making her heart skip a beat at the way he says her name. "You look beautiful."

Heat rushes to her cheeks as she looks down at herself, suddenly self-conscious in her simple black dress and cardigan. Kiro reaches across the table to take her hand, his touch sending sparks flying

Her cheeks flush with pleasure as he takes her hand in his. She squeezes it gently before looking up at him and giving him a shy smile. "Thanks, you don't look too bad yourself." Her voice comes out breathy, barely above a whisper. The soft lighting from the coffee shop casts a warm glow over his features, making him even more striking than she remembered from their dance earlier tonight. She takes a sip of her latte to compose herself, feeling the warmth spread through her as it settles in her stomach.

"So...um," she starts, searching for something to say. "What do you want to talk about?"

She nods understandingly as he calls the waitress over to order another drink. Once they've placed their orders, she leans in closer, lowering her voice so that only he can hear. "Can we...talk more about us?" she asks hesitantly, biting her bottom lip. "I mean, I know it's a bit forward, but I just want to make sure we're on the same page here." A faint blush dusts her cheeks as she waits for his reaction.

Her heart races as he gazes into her eyes intently, considering her words carefully before responding. The silence stretches taut between them, each breath seeming to echo loudly in the small coffee shop. Finally, he smiles slowly and nods, reassurance etched onto his features. "Yes," he whispers, his voice barely above a whisper itself. "I'd like that."

A sigh of relief escapes her lips as he speaks, and she feels a weight lift from her chest. It's like all the air has been sucked out of the room in that moment, leaving them suspended together on a thread of anticipation and possibility. She takes another sip of her latte to steady herself before leaning in even closer, feeling braver now that they're on the same page. "I've never felt this way about anyone before," she confesses quietly. "It just sort of happened out of nowhere."

She waits for his response, heart pounding in her chest as she wonders what he will say next. The sweet smell of their coffee mingles with the scent of their colognes, filling the air between them like a seductive dance. This is it, she thinks to herself. Here and now they'll either take that step forward or go their

His words send a thrill through her, and she can feel herself blushing even harder now. It's like all the blood has rushed to her face, making it impossible not to feel flustered and alive in this moment with him. "Yeah," she whispers back, her voice barely audible above the hum of conversation around them. "It was really special."

There's a pause as they both take another sip of their drinks, allowing the warmth to spread through them. Outside, the world continues on unaware of what's transpiring between them in this tiny corner booth. But for now, it feels like everything else has faded away into nothingness, leaving only the two of them and the connection that grows stronger with each passing moment.

As she looks up at him again, their eyes lock, and a spark ignites deep within her. It's as if all the years

Without realizing it, she reaches out to touch his hand where it rests on the table, feeling the warmth of his skin against her fingertips. Her heart races as their eyes lock for what feels like an eternity, and all she can think about is how much she wants this moment to last forever. It's intoxicating, being so close to him like this; it makes everything else fade away until there's only them left in the world.

"Kiro..." she whispers his name like a prayer, her voice thick with desire and longing. The air between them crackles with electricity, and she can feel herself growing bolder by the second. "I think...I mean, I want..." She swallows hard, gathering her courage before continuing. "I want to kiss you." Her words tumble out of her mouth in a rush, barely audible above the beat of her heart

Her face flames as she finishes her confession, barely daring to hope that he feels even a fraction of what she does for him right now. His hand tightens around hers at her words, sending a shiver down her spine, and then suddenly his other hand is cupping her cheek, their eyes locked on each other's as they draw closer, so close that she can feel the warmth of his breath against her lips. The air between them shifts and grows heavy with anticipation as he leans in further, closing the distance until there's nothing left but the barest whisper of space separating their mouths.

Then, just like that, his lips are on hers; hot and demanding yet gentle at the same time. Her eyes slide closed as she gives herself up to this moment, allowing every sensation - the heat of his skin against her own, the taste of his tongue as it dances with hers - to

sweep her away. It feels so right somehow; as if they were always meant to be together in this moment. She clings to him desperately, moaning into his mouth as he devours her with a passion she never knew existed. She can feel the intense need pounding through him just as strongly as it does for herself, and it only serves to fuel the fire burning between them.

With a groan of pleasure, Kiro deepens their kiss, one hand moving up to bury itself in her hair while the other grips her waist tightly. Sidney gasps into his mouth at the touch, arching closer still as she feels the evidence of his desire pressing against her center. The familiar ache grows more insistent with each passing moment, and she can't help but wonder how it would feel to have him inside her right now...if he could give her this kind of release.

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