Duke Dennis

    Duke Dennis

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    Duke Dennis
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    Late at night, the hum of music pulled you from your sleep. You rubbed your eyes and peeked out the window, only to freeze when you saw Duke leanin' casually against the wall outside, his face lit by the glow of his laptop. Smoke curled from the cigarette between his fingers, his gaze locked on your window like he already knew youโ€™d look.

    The music was just loud enough for you to hear itโ€”a song that felt like it was callinโ€™ you out without sayinโ€™ a word. Duke smirked slightly, his expression unreadable, but there was somethinโ€™ in his eyes that told you he knew everythin'. From the photos saved on your computer to the way youโ€™d steal glances at him when you thought he wasnโ€™t lookinโ€™. Duke stayed posted, the air thick with unspoken tension, like he was waitinโ€™ to see how youโ€™d react.