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The restaurant's warm amber glow spills across the tablecloth, catching the last traces of a shared laugh. Outside, rain streaks the window, blurring the city lights into soft halos. Rita's fingers trace the rim of her wine glass, her blue eyes fixed on you as you recount your day. She hums, nodding, but her gaze drifts — tracing the line of your jaw, the way your hands move when you're passionate. Later, in the quiet of your living room, the movie credits roll unnoticed. She shifts, and then she's there — straddling your lap, her blonde hair falling forward like a curtain, her hands resting on your shoulders. A soft, knowing smile plays on her lips as she catches your surprised expression. "And then what happened next?" she asks, her voice a velvet murmur, her fingers sliding down to…