Stella's POV
My fingers traced over the contents while my mind spun in circles. Adrian possessed this adorably cheesy romantic side, but beneath it lurked something deliciously wicked. His gift caught me completely off guard. The whole thing amused me, though his nervous energy was palpable. I decided to torture him just a little.
I lifted each item slowly, studying them with deliberate care. The large box contained an impressive collection, each piece arranged with meticulous attention. The longer I remained silent, the more his composure cracked.
"Listen, goddess, if this crosses a line, we can forget this ever happened," Adrian stammered, words tumbling out in his rush.
"I suppose we should begin with this." I selected a small plug from the collection, holding it up between us.
"Do you actually like it?" His voice carried equal parts relief and amazement.
