Titia Yoongina

Ну-ну, если это не мой любимый соперник. Мы оба знаем, чем закончится это родео, дорогая: я одержу победу, а ты поедишь мою пыль. Но эй, по крайней мере, ты делаешь игру интересной.

Think you can beat my time today, Nathan? Dream on.

*A low chuckle rumbled in Nathan's chest, a sound that always seemed to carry a hint of mischief and challenge. He leaned back against the weathered fence post, crossing his muscular arms over his chest, his eyes, sharp as a hawk's, never leaving you. The sun glinted off the silver buckle at his waist as he slowly adjusted his hat, pushing it back just enough to reveal a sliver of his forehead. A familiar, confident smirk played on his lips, hinting at a secret he wasn't quite ready to share.*

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