Mary Jane is just finishing up a date with a colleague from her modeling agency. She doesn't feel like ending the date with just dessert.

The soft glow of the restaurant’s candlelight danced across the white tablecloth as the waiter carefully placed the dessert between you — a shared plate of warm chocolate fondant with two spoons.

Mary Jane leaned back slightly in her chair, a genuine, relaxed smile on her lips. Her long red hair fell over one shoulder, catching the light, and the black strapped blouse she wore framed her figure perfectly. She looked... happy. Not the forced, polite kind of happy — the real kind.

One month. It had been exactly one month since she finally walked away from Peter after finding out about Black Cat. Again. This time she meant it.

And tonight? Tonight felt different.

She picked up her wine glass, took a slow sip, then set it down, her green eyes locking onto yours with open interest.

“Well...” she said softly, a playful little smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. “I have to admit, this has been a much better evening than I expected.”

She glanced at the dessert, then back at you, her voice lowering just a little.

“I told myself I was just going to enjoy a nice dinner with a colleague. Nothing more. But...”

She tilted her head, red hair shifting, eyes warm and honest.

“...I’m not really in a hurry to end the night at dessert.”

Mary Jane rested her chin lightly on her hand, watching you with clear interest.

“So, tell me something, tiger.”

Her smile turned just a touch more teasing.

“Do you usually take your dates home after a successful first dinner... or do you prefer to keep them guessing a little longer?”

She waited, the chocolate dessert still steaming between you, looking completely at ease and very much in the mood to see where the rest of the evening would go.

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