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Her breath against my jaw smelled like expensive Cabernet and the kind of trouble that gets a man a dishonorable discharge.
The Upper Aft Deck
He looked at me like I was a sequence he couldn't quite master, all limbs and breath and stubborn refusal to find center.
The Fermentation Room
He had her pinned against the cool, damp concrete of the fermentation vat, the smell of yeast and heavy fruit thick enough to choke on.
Why Is Your Hand Still On the Small of My Back?
He had that same proprietary tilt to his chin, looking like a retraction waiting to happen—polished on the surface, but messy if you checked the sources.
Low-Impact Cardio
You looked like you were ready to pitch a Series A to the kale salad, and honestly, I’ve never been more turned on.