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My first co-star. F*ck!!

The night smelled of perfume and possibilities. The music was still vibrating softly through the walls as we closed the door behind us and exchanged that knowing smile that promised more than words ever could. Your gaze lingered on my lips for just a fraction too long, and I felt my pulse quicken – caught out. We played with closeness, with pauses, with that delicious ‘maybe’. Your fingers brushed across my arm as if by chance – cheeky enough to give me goosebumps, innocent enough to leave everything open to interpretation. The night dragged on, stretched out, grew warm and dangerously beautiful. Laughter mingled with quiet breathing, and every movement suddenly took on meaning. As morning slowly knocked at the windows, we lay there – a little dishevelled, a little guilty, very content. The night had promised nothing and yet given everything. And as you gave me a knowing grin, I knew: some nights don’t stay quietly in your memory. They stay awake.