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He looked at me with the kind of focused intensity I usually reserved for fact-checking a deputy mayor’s expense report.
The humidity was a character we couldn't kill off, a thick, persistent weight that made the silk of her dress cling to her back.
She didn't just sit; she occupied the space like a challenge, her drink sweat-beaded and untouched while she dismantled my defenses.
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She leaned back against the mahogany bar, the condensation from her gin and tonic dripping onto a wrist that hadn't aged a day.
The lace of your mask was digging into your temple, a minor penance for the way you were looking at my throat.