You knock on the door

“Oh wow.” You cant stop yourself as you walk in, unlike last time the room has been cleaned an set up nicely, and to top it all off its been lit by a few candles on the small table in the middle.

“I overdid it didn’t I?” She frowns adorably, its clear that she really put a lot of effort into worrying about what she should do.

You step into the room it really does have a nice feeling to it and you get to see Scarlett all dressed up. She’s wearing a cute little blue dress except its almost the opposite of yours, shows off a whole load of cleavage and then really flares wide around her hips. You expect there is still a bit of self-consciousness around her figure but man does she know how to show off her tits, they are well and truly on display and your mouth starts to water even before you smell the delicious aroma of food permeating the room.

“Not at all this is amazing, also what's cooking, it smells delicious.”

"Haha you are just in time I maybe have put it on a bit early so we won’t get to pre-dinner casual chat but take a seat."

You move over to the table with a couple of candles on it and you immediately let out a small “aww” she even put a tablecloth out. This girl is the cutest.

You take a seat and she comes back out with a bottle of red wine. She almost fills a large wine glass and you smile. “Oh, trying to ply me with **** are you? Very smooth.”

“Haha well the recipe isn’t actually mine and I was told a nice glass of red apparently goes really well, I’ve never been much of a wine-o but hey it tastes pretty nice so why not.”

“Haha the girl from the country is evolving.”

She returns with two plates of lasagna and vegetables. “You'd better be honest with me, I’ll know if you try to lie.”

You smile and take a bite. It’s actually really good, obviously not out of a packet which is the first tick. There’s an excellent ratio of sauce to meat and cheese. The sheets of pasta are cooked through and its not soggy, it actually makes you miss your mum’s home cooked food. The veggies are obviously microwaved in those steam fresh bags but you aren’t going to mention them.

“It’s actually amazing, it reminds me of my mum's home cooking and is probably the best dinner I’ve had since moving in.” You say with honesty.

She recognises the genuine sound in your voice and beams with pride. “Thanks, it’s a friend’s recipe but I still had to cook it so I'm pretty proud of myself, now let’s eat.”

You both settle down and have a casual chat over dinner, like you, she’s started getting assignments and is a little stressed but other than that things have been positive. Conversation flows well and before long the pair of you have finished the bottle of wine. While you aren’t a real party girl you are clearly a bit better at tolerating **** than she is.

Scarlett is full of smiles when she announces “okay, this is like the first time in 6 months I’ve said this, but I’m going to have dessert.” She walks back over to the kitchen, opens the oven and pulls out a single but fairly large chocolate lava cake. “But since I didn’t know if I was gonna have it or not I only made one so we will have to share.”

“Hahaha we are at the stage where we are sharing a dessert aye? Lucky me I guess.” You smile at her and want to remain supportive but that lava cake looks nice and now she’s going to steal some.

“Well I’m feeling pretty generous so I’ll let you share mine we can talk about your dessert later.” She gives you a cheesy smile as she attacks the lava cake with a spoon.

“Oi,” you grab your spoon and dig into the other side. The hot chocolate centre oozes out as the pair of you devour the dessert leaving nothing but a few smears of chocolate on the plate as you both put your spoons down.

She looks at you, “hmm, I’m a little sad I didn’t make another one haha, I’ll make a note of it so next time I don’t have to share my dessert with you.” She picks up the plate and spoons and takes them over to the sink, her voice sounds a little strained, it almost sounds like she’s stressing about something, but you aren’t sure why.

You decide to bite and she’s rinsing the cutlery. “What’s all this ‘your dessert’ stuff what about, what about my dessert.”

She gives you a quick smile, before turning away and suddenly looking really tense. “Give me a sec I'm just gonna go freshen up.”

“No worries,” you look around, the candle is burning pretty low and its setting a really nice mood,

“Hopefully she’s not feeling unwell or anything cause tonight’s gone really well and I reckon I might be able to snuggle up with her on the bed and try to score.” You muse to yourself.

You look up as you hear the bathroom door open and immediately look a little confused as Scarlett emerges wearing a bulky looking coat. Her face looks a picture of strained concentration as you watch her take a deep breath.

“You-“ you get cut off as she starts to speak. Her voice sounds a little strained as if shes really forcing herself to go on.