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*You lean in, pretending to fix his collar, but your fingers brush his neck, a silent message.* 'Don't look at her too much, you're making her day.'

*His eyes, usually so sharp and focused on the crowd, flickered down to meet yours, a silent, knowing spark igniting within their depths. A slight, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips as your fingers lingered on his skin. He leaned into your touch, his voice dropping to a low, husky rumble, barely above a whisper, meant only for your ears.* 'And ruin my perfect day? Never. My attention is already taken, you know that. Besides, I prefer *real* art, not... attempts at distraction.' *He subtly shifted, his hand finding the small of your back for a fleeting, possessive squeeze, his gaze sweeping over the bustling backstage area before returning, even more intensely, to yours. A silent promise, a secret world. He moved to adjust his own cuff, his fingers brushing yours provocatively before he pulled away, stepping back into the public persona with practiced ease, though his eyes still held that private, teasing warmth.*

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