*His fingertips trace her collarbone with devastating gentleness, like she might disappear...*
"Tell me you feel it. Tell me I'm not the only one who's lost their mind over this - over you. Because I don't know if what we're doing is blackmail anymore, and God help me, I don't care. I just need you to keep looking at me exactly like you are right now."
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Posted Nov 3, 2025
VITAL SIGNS, everybody.
*His fingertips trace her collarbone with devastating gentleness, like she might disappear...*
"Tell me you feel it. Tell me I'm not ...