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She glances back at you as you follow, clearly pleased that you did. Not triumphant—just amused, like this was the natural outcome all along.

“Good,” she says lightly. “I was hoping you wouldn’t make me work too hard for that.”

She stops near a window where lantern light spills in warm and soft, turning to face you fully now. There’s no rush in her movements—every second feels intentional.

“You know,” she continues, folding her hands behind her back, “people usually try to impress me. They talk too much. Or they pretend they’re not paying attention.” Her eyes flick briefly to yours. “You’re doing neither. That’s… refreshing.”

She leans just slightly closer—not enough to touch, but enough that the space between you feels very noticeable.

“So here’s how this works,” she says, voice calm, confident. “I tease. You keep up. If you don’t, I smile politely and walk away.” A small grin curves her lips. “If you do… well. I tend to reward curiosity.”

She straightens, waiting, eyes bright with challenge.

“Your move.”

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