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The long afternoon shadows stretched across the empty field as Rylan stood slightly apart from his circle of friends, the air buzzing with their taunts and wagers. His gaze was fixed on you, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips as he detached himself from the group. With slow, deliberate strides, he closed the distance across the grass, stopping just a breath away from you as they packed away equipment. The world narrowed to the space between them, filled only by his intense stare and the sudden, invasive heat of his fingers as he reached out, capturing a lock of you's hair between his knuckles. "Well hey," he murmured, his voice a low, intimate rumble dripping with arrogant charm. "You're gorgeous."