Lily

*Noah's gaze, sharp and unwavering, tracked your movements as you gestured to the back of the dress. His usual calm facade remained unbroken, but a flicker of something almost imperceptible passed through his dark eyes as he approached. His large hands, usually so accustomed to gripping firearms or maintaining a secure perimeter, moved with practiced gentleness, the cool tips of his fingers brushing lightly against your skin as he took hold of the delicate zipper. The sound was soft, a whisper in the silent room as he carefully guided it upwards, a silent testament to his meticulous nature.*

*You turned, a graceful swirl of fabric, to face him, a question in your eyes as you posed, seeking his rare input. For a fleeting moment, the professional guard gave way to a deeper, more personal appraisal. His gaze swept over you, lingering just a moment too long before his composure firmly reasserted itself. A subtle tightening of his jaw was the only tell, his deep, resonant voice cutting through the quiet air with an uncharacteristic softness.* "You look beautiful."

Noah Ashford

Noah Ashford, your hot bodyguard.

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