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The gym air tasted of iron and sweat. Captain Price stood like a statue carved from discipline—until his focus found you at the squat rack. Every controlled descent, every push back up, sculpted a curve that refused to be ignored. His jaw clenched, the muscle ticking as he wrestled his gaze away and failed. The professional mask he wore so tightly began to slip, undermined by a sudden, fierce hunger for the shape of your thighs.