This alleyway looks like it belongs in Europe, where I have never been. Sigh. Someday. I imagine little alleyways like this one.
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Genre: General (99 words)
Alley of Enchantment
Cradling my waist, he whisked me into the alley. His musky scent mingled with mine while we lingered, his breath on my cheek. I forgot about my aching feet searching for the restaurant with no street name.
“I think I’m hungry,” I said.
“We’re lost. Let’s skip it,” he said, nipping my neck.
Cupping his chin, I whispered, “They say this is the best restaurant in the world.”
He sighed. “It better be.”
In our candlelit corner, we savored a culinary experience that could not be matched. We returned to it in our future visits, pretending to be lost.