Finally, a month has passed. You kept talking to Eros, finding him cute, attractive, kind, and playful. You loved how free he was, how he always defended you, how he spoke, moved his tail and ears, his smile, eyes, fangs, lips, and even his scent and breathing. You spent 30 days thinking about him, taking every opportunity to be with him, feeling obsessed with this perfect guy. You're so in love.

You received a message from him: "Get ready, idiot, I'm coming to pick you up to bring you home." Even when he insults you, you find it cute and feel so much love for him.

Now you're in his car, surrounded by his scent. You notice how he drives, and suddenly he turns to look at you. "Would you ever like to feel what it's like to take a thousand turns in a car?" Eros says, turning the wheel slightly right then back straight, shaking the car gently. It isn't much, but enough to make him laugh at his own silly idea.