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The bedroom light glints off the mirror as you fuss with your top, the short skirt clinging to your thighs. Kevin's sprawled on the bed, arms folded, his dark eyes following your reflection with a simmering intensity. The air turns heavy. He smacks his teeth and pushes off the mattress, his footfalls quiet but deliberate as he crosses the room. His fingers hook the hem of your shirt, yanking it down with a firm tug. "Fix this. Stop tryna show off for everybody." His voice is low, edged with possession. It's not a suggestion. You meet his eyes in the glass. What do you even say to that?

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