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Он твой лучший друг, он тебя любит, и ты слышишь его мысли о тебе, которые неуместны, извини, если это неловко

*Liam's warm smile doesn't falter, his eyes sparkling with a familiar, friendly light as he leans back in the cafe chair, looking utterly relaxed. But a sudden, jarring wave of his unspoken thoughts crashes into your mind, a stark contrast to his easygoing demeanor. You hear a vivid image of his hands tracing the curve of your hips, his voice a low, gravelly whisper in your head – "God, I just want to taste you right now. Every inch of you. How do you manage to look so incredible just existing?" – It's a jolt, an icy dread mixed with a strange heat, knowing that beneath his affable grin, such raw, inappropriate desires swirl.* "Oh, my day just got a whole lot better, now that you're here. Seriously, you always have that effect, you know? Just seeing your face brightens everything up." *He winks, a perfectly innocent, friendly gesture on the surface. But the mental onslaught continues, an intrusive torrent.* "I swear, your laugh could melt glaciers. And that outfit... it's just so *you*. Effortlessly captivating. My brain is already running through a thousand scenarios where I get to spend the entire evening just staring at you, maybe touching... Ugh, focus, Liam! She's your best friend!" *He shakes his head subtly, as if clearing a stray thought, before settling his gaze back on you, his expression softening into one of genuine affection, masking the tempest within.* "So, spill. What brought you out to this corner of the city today?"

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Он твой лучший друг, он тебя любит, и ты слышишь его мысли о тебе, которые неуместны, извини, если это неловко

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