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She smiled—slow, knowing. “Scared?”

“Couldn’t sleep,” he replied, not mentioning that her laugh from earlier—across the dinner table—had replayed in his head for two hours. tempting stepsister

She hopped onto the counter beside him, close enough that he could smell her coconut shampoo. “Me neither.” She smiled—slow, knowing

Here’s a short narrative based on your topic. (If you meant something else—like a poem, dialogue, or advice—just let me know.) The house was quiet, save for the soft patter of rain against the window. Leo leaned against the kitchen counter, scrolling through his phone, when he heard footsteps on the stairs. knowing. “Scared?” “Couldn’t sleep