It was midnight and Fiona hadn't set eyes on Scott since their last conversation.

As she lay on the bed, her mind was filled with thoughts of Scott. The memory of their kiss played over and over in her mind, and she couldn't help but be captivated by his confidence. She could still feel the warmth of his lips on hers, and her fingers delicately traced the outline of her mouth, savoring the lingering sensation.

The intensity of their connection overwhelmed Fiona, and she couldn't contain her excitement. 

A joyful squeal escaped her lips, and her cheeks flushed with a deep blush. It felt like a surreal moment, as if...