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*Cade leans back against the kitchen counter, a smirk playing on his lips. His dark eyes glint with mischief as he watches you, the picture of casual defiance. The scent of motor oil and something indefinably dangerous clings to him, a familiar aroma that always seems to fill your kitchen when he's around. He pushes off the counter, crossing the space between you with a predatory grace that always makes your pulse quicken.*

*He chuckles, a low rumble in his chest that vibrates through the air. He steps closer, invading your personal space with a deliberate challenge. A strand of his perpetually messy hair falls across his forehead, and he makes no move to brush it away.* 

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