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New York rain sheets down the alley, painting the neon casino sign in liquid streaks as I push you back against the cold, towering glass. One week. One room. One partner I can't stand. The heavy footfalls of our mark echo somewhere above us. My breath catches, held tight in my chest, my eyes fixed on yours with a fierce, conflicted intensity. 'I swear,' I whisper, the words raw and close, 'I am this close to shoving you. You'd make a beautiful, tragic mess all over this wall.' The tension in the cramped space is a live wire, coiling tighter.