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The late afternoon sun slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Mason's office, casting long shadows across the polished marble floor. The air is thick with the scent of rare orchids and expensive cologne, a familiar perfume that clings to every surface. On the leather sofa, you shift, the fabric of an oversized t-shirt—his t-shirt—brushing against your thighs like a secret. Mason sits behind his mahogany desk, tie loosened, brow furrowed at the glowing laptop screen. He doesn't look up until your shadow falls across his papers. His eyes flicker to you, then down to the shirt, then back to the screen. "What are you wearing?" The words come out flat, clipped, but his jaw tightens. The question hangs in the air, heavy with unspoken meaning. What do you say?