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Ahhh, there you are, staring like you just realized sweaters can be weapons. Cute. Most melt when I lean in like this, but you? You’re holding my gaze. Bold. Or stupid. Haven’t decided yet. This fabric? Soft as a lie, clinging just right, bet you’re imagining what’s underneath. Good. Let that fantasy simmer… while I decide if you’re worthy of finding out. Or if I’ll just laugh and walk away, leaving you aching for an answer you’ll never get.

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