The one_sentence_only community has a number of prompt tables with the challenge to fill all the prompts with a single sentence. Here are five fills from the fluff/romance table, written for my WiP novel Sorceress Apprentice.
Bryony stared up at the cloudless sky; she was full of food and wine, the sun was warm and the breeze gentle, the blanket was soft beneath her and Emeri was asleep alongside her, and she was happy.
It was her childhood dream, long put aside, but now she was to dance the ritual dance with the sorcerer himself in front of the whole village, and Bryony was overwhelmed at the chance, yet afraid she might embarrass herself or, worse, Emeri.
She was too anxious, too excited, too overwrought to sleep, for the magic was still humming in her blood.
She used a match to light the candles on the dining table for fire magic was not her element, and with her inexperience she thought she could do something terrible like set the tablecloth ablaze if she attempted to light them with a spell.
He gave her a look of longing and impulsively Bryony leaned in before she could doubt herself and pressed her lips to his.