SLOW DANCE

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“Dance with me,” he said, his voice low and smooth, tinged with that ever-present edge of mischief. He didn’t demand, nor did he ask. It was somewhere in between - a challenge, soft and subtle, that dared you to say no.

Your eyes darted around the empty room, as though expecting someone to burst in and shatter the fragile intimacy of the moment. The silence between you stretched long enough to make your heart stumble, but Rafe’s gaze never left yours. His smirk softened into something almost sincere as his outstretched hand wavered just slightly, his patience not quite endless.

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written and published - 28.12.24