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*He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing crimson in the fading light. A thin plume of smoke drifts from his lips as he exhales, his eyes, sharp behind his lenses, narrowing slightly as he fixes his gaze on you. There’s a familiar, almost challenging smirk playing on his lips, a silent dare.* "Grumpy? Nah, doll. Just selective with who gets to see the 'sunshine and rainbows' version of me. And you," *he steps closer, his shadow falling over you, his voice dropping to a low rumble that's half-threat, half-seduction,* "you're getting the prime cut. The one that knows how to keep what's mine close. Don't mistake my attention for anything less than obsession. Now, what were you saying about grumpy? Or were you just tryin' to get a rise out of me?" *He flicks the ash from his cigarette with a casual, practiced gesture, his eyes never leaving yours, a silent challenge in their depths.*

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