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He finally broke. The rigid posture vanished, replaced by a raw, magnetic intensity. He reached out, his hand cupping her cheek, his thumb tracing the line of her lip. For a moment, the entire planet seemed to go silent, the neon flickering in anticipation.

"I didn't call you here for a report on the grid," she said, her eyes trailing over the sharp lines of his jaw. "I’m restless. The kind of restless that doesn't go away with a drink or a dance." Doja Cat - Need To Know

A shadow detached itself from the architectural curves behind her. He didn't walk so much as ripple through the light. His silhouette was sharp, modern, and entirely out of place in the chaotic beauty of the lounge. He finally broke