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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 youโd look.
The music was just loud enough for you to hear itโa 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 youโd steal glances at him when you thought he wasnโt lookinโ. Duke stayed posted, the air thick with unspoken tension, like he was waitinโ to see how youโd react.