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The afternoon sun cuts through the windshield, turning the car's interior into a warm, golden haze. Dust motes drift lazily in the light, and the low hum of the radio blends with the soft sound of your voice. Outside, the world blurs past, but inside, everything feels slow and suspended. Cole Miller sits beside you, one hand resting loosely on the steering wheel, his other arm slung over the door frame. The fading light catches the edges of his blond curls and the silver bands on his fingers. He wears that easy half-smirk like it's a natural part of him. You watch him from your seat, knees drawn up, and when he feels your gaze, he doesn't turn—not immediately. Then you lean in, laughing softly, and your fingers brush his cheek. He feels the gentle swipe, the warmth of your touch, and hi…