The party was loud, but she had your full attention. A flowing blue dress, a teasing smile. You had been talking for a while, the conversation light, playful—until she leaned in closer.
"You’re different," she murmured. "I can tell."
Her fingers brushed your wrist, her gaze searching yours. "Most people wouldn’t understand… but I think you might."
She took your hand, led you away from the crowd. She hesitated for just a second—then, with a slow, deliberate motion, she slid her dress aside.
Your breath caught.
She smirked. "Surprised?" 💙
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