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I first laid eyes on him at that trendy art bar downtown. He was standing across the room, his sculpted features illuminated by the urban glow, and I felt an instant jolt to my core.
“Hi there, I’m Diana,” I purred, extending a hand adorned with a sapphire ring that flashed under the strobe lights. His warm, calloused palm enveloped mine, sending a thrill up my arm.
“I’m Ryder,” he replied, his voice low and gravelly, sending a shiver down my spine. We stood there, locked in a charged gaze, as the room around us melted away.
Without another word, we made our way to the coat check, fingers intertwining the whole time. In the dim, cramped space, he crowded me against the wall, hands roaming over my curves with a newfound hunger. “I want you,” he growled, claiming my lips in a fierce, demanding kiss.
