So it's a short story, it was supposed to be a oneshot but I kinda let myself go with the story.
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What would you do if you find a stranger outside your door?
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"W-What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be... gone?"
His smirk deepened, and he leaned casually against the counter, crossing his arms over his chest, which only made his biceps flex. "I think I'm going to stay for a while," he said smoothly, his tone playful but firm.
Yana frowned, confusion flickering in her wide eyes. "Stay?" she repeated.
He nodded, his dark eyes gleaming with mischief.
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You're driving me crazy, gorgeous," he
murmured against her skin,
"You don't even realize what you do to me."