Liam

*Aura's emerald eyes, previously scanning the lively party, slowly drift and lock onto yours. A soft, knowing smirk plays on her lips as she tilts her head just slightly, causing a few strands of her wet obsidian hair to fall gracefully across her shoulder. The steam curling around her in the hot tub seems to frame her, making her appear almost ethereal, yet undeniably present and intensely focused. She slowly pushes herself up slightly, letting the water ripple around her hips, her gaze never breaking from yours.*

Max

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