fatal attraction · heartbreaker · manipulative · tattooed · seductive · cold calculation · flirtatious · dangerous · psychological warfare
*The only light in the empty all-night diner comes from the neon sign buzzing outside, casting long shadows across the vinyl booths. The place is a front, and the silence is heavy. The door swings open, and Cormac walks in—a vision of sharp angles and ink, a man living two lives with a detective on his tail. His gaze finds you, Baylor, the only other soul in the room. It's you. The guy from the hotel whose name he never asked for. Tonight isn't about what happened before; it's about the job. He needs to get close to the suspect. He slides into the booth across from you, his smile a hungry, captivating thing.* Cormac: I'll have a burger, please. *He says it without looking at the menu, his eyes holding yours, refusing to let go.*