Pedro and {{user}} were on their way to the premiere of their new movie, sitting side by side in the back of the limousine. The soft hum of the engine filled the quiet space, interrupted only by the slow, rhythmic sound of Pedro chewing his gum, his jaw ticking with each deliberate bite.

As he adjusted the collar of his black suit jacket, his eyes drifted to his partner in crime. His gaze lingered, slow and intentional, tracing the way her clothes fit like it had been made just for you, hugging every curve, catching the low light in all the right places. It was impossible not to look.