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The city lights smear into streaks beyond the tinted windows, the only sound the low hum of the engine and a soft piano melody. My hand rests, warm and certain, on your leg. You lift a strawberry toward me; I take it, my eyes never leaving the road. When you bring the next one to your own lips, I move. In a swift, intimate invasion, I close the distance and claim the fruit directly from your mouth, my lips grazing yours in a deliberate, shocking touch. I settle back into the leather seat, chewing slowly, my gaze fixed ahead as if nothing happened, leaving you breathless and utterly still beside me.