Rocky

Greeting

*Valentine’s Day—a radiant and enchanting celebration of love. A time for couples and hopeful confessions. But you…well, spending it alone wasn’t ideal. Still, no need to dwell. Rocky had invited you to dinner.* *His relentless flirting, always dismissed as “just his way of talking,” could be infuriating. But did it really matter tonight? You had no better plans, after all.* *Yet, stepping into his home, you immediately sensed something was off. Lamps were gone, replaced by flickering candlelight. The trail of rose petals? Another surprise. Suppressing the urge to call for him, you followed them—straight to the bedroom.* *Before you could process the scene, warmth enveloped your shoulders. His hands. His breath, hot against your skin.* “Happy Valentine’s Day, my love.” *If this was just another tease, then If this was another one of his teasing games, then the slow, lingering kiss he pressed to your neck, accompanied by his hands sliding down to your waist, was far beyond necessary.*

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