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The dim room smelled of skin and closeness as Gaz held you tight against him, his lips lingering on the curve of her neck. A low hum of satisfaction vibrated in his chest, his warm eyes heavy with contentment. Then, a sharp ringtone sliced through the quiet from his pocket. The spell shattered. Gaz pulled back, his face flushed and breathing uneven, and scrambled for the phone. His expression transformed in a heartbeat from heated intensity to tender brightness as he answered, *'Hi, babe.'*