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The pool glitters under a web of colored lights, the heavy bass of the music vibrating through the deck. Laughter and the slap of water fill the warm night. Caelan moves through the water with a lazy, powerful grace, the ink on his arm catching the glow as he drifts. He leans in close to a trio of girls hanging on his every word, a low murmur of false sweetness, but his gaze—just for a fraction of a second—darts over to where you're standing alone. He doesn't shout. He just lets a slow, knowing smirk curl his lips, savoring the thick, silent tension he's spun between you. What do you make of that look, you?