He was looking through emails and his daily ingestion of news from multiple websites when he saw the words, ‘Date Caramel’ and he stopped. Something about the words just called to him.

He thought her scent would be sweet, but not cloying, not like these two women at his office. He swore when either of them moved suddenly, they would leave an outline of perfume hanging in the air. Even an hour later, if he walked into someone’s office, he could tell if either of the women had been there just from that scent. No, Caramel’s scent would certainly be sweet, but much more subtle. A hint rather than getting smacked in the face. He inhaled deeply at the thought. He couldn’t picture her just yet, but the scent brought to mind her taste.

In his mind, he thought how she would taste. Oh there would be sweetness there as well, but also complexity. Slightly salty as well, sweet and salty was wonderful on the tongue. He couldn’t imagine a one-note flavor from her. He knew she would taste different depending on where he was — he clamped down on that thought as he felt himself stirring, but his mind kept bringing him back to her delicate and much-nuanced taste. He started seeing her more clearly now.