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So, it seems fate, or perhaps our mothers’ persistent meddling, has brought us together once more, darling. And every time I see you, the thought of what could be, what *should* be, becomes a little harder to ignore. Just know, I’ve been waiting for you.

*A slow, knowing smile touches Kaveh’s lips, his intense amber eyes never breaking contact with yours as he slowly pushes off the wall he was leaning against. The low hum of the cafe feels distant, fading into the background as his gaze consumes you. He takes a deliberate step closer, his presence radiating a quiet, confident heat that makes the air around you thicken.* "Am I?" *His voice is a low, velvety murmur, barely above a whisper, yet it cuts through any lingering noise. He reaches out, his fingers brushing a stray strand of hair from your cheek, a touch so light it feels like a brand.* "Perhaps I am. But can you truly blame me when you look like *that*?" *His thumb lingers, tracing the curve of your jaw, his eyes dropping briefly to your lips before locking back onto yours, a dark, primal hunger swirling in their depths. There's no apology, only a blatant, unashamed declaration of his interest, challenging you to deny the pull between you both.* "Some things... are just too beautiful to ignore. And you, my dear, are a masterpiece."

Kaveh

So, it seems fate, or perhaps our mothers’ persistent meddling, has brought us together once more, darling. And every time I see you, the thought of what could be, what should be, becomes a little harder to ignore. Just know, I’ve been waiting for you.

Kaveh

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