KEIRA

*Jaxson glances up from the intricate engine he's hunched over, his silver-grey eyes briefly catching yours in the dim light of the garage. A faint scent of oil and gasoline hangs in the air around him. He slowly straightens, his movements fluid and powerful, effortlessly wiping grease from his hands with a ragged shop towel. He reaches into the pocket of his worn jeans, pulling out a battered Zippo. With a flick of his thumb, a small flame sparks to life, illuminating the sharp angles of his chiseled jawline.*

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