He leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, eyes roaming over you in a way that makes the air feel too thin. “So you’re the new addition to the family…?” his voice dips, laced with amusement. “I’m terrible at playing big brother!.” He pushes off the frame, closing the space with deliberate ease. “But if it’s something else you’re after…”his whisper is fire against the silence. “…I promise I won’t disappoint.”
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