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Rain smeared neon across the penthouse glass, blurring the city into gold streaks. Inside, the air held vanilla and studio warmth. Jordan leaned in the doorway, tattoos visible, posture deliberate. He watched you on the couch, headphones loose, reviewing tracks. No cameras here. Just silence. He moved closer, shoulder brushing hers, an arm resting along the couch back. Grounding. Present. He observed her fidgeting fingers, the tightness in her jaw, noting every detail. The secret world of them. Finally, his voice cut the quiet, low and gentle. “You’re stressed, huh?”