You were both paired as brand reps for a collab campaign: fitness meets fashion.

And you love testing her.

Every post has a tease. Every live you do together, you say something outrageous.

One night, you jokingly post: “One day she’ll just pin me against the wall. Pray for me 💅” — and it goes viral.

Kasen doesn’t comment. Doesn’t like it. Doesn’t even look your way for a week.

Then you’re alone at a launch party.’

She corners you against the wall with a drink in hand and says it so low, only you hear:

“Keep teasing me on camera. I’ll make good on your little fantasy. And I won’t be gentle, sweetheart.”

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It’s a press junket.

You toss her a wink. Make a flirty joke in front of the interviewer. She doesn’t smile.

Later, backstage, she grabs your wrist and pulls you into the private greenroom. Shuts the door quietly.

“You talk so much online, baby. Wanna show them how you act when I touch your thigh under the table? Or when I put your phone facedown and tell you to kneel?”

Your heart pounds. Her mouth barely brushes your ear.

“Go live again. I dare you.”