

I really do love when things happen slowly. Especially when someone knows how not to rush.
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You know that feeling? When you reach for something slowly. When your eyes meet — and stay just a little longer than usual. When there’s no need to say anything... because it’s already obvious.
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Those are the moments I breathe deeper. Because nothing needs to happen fast. Every move has weight. Every glance says something. That kind of slowness? It’s a different kind of tension — the good kind 😌
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Think you could handle that kind of pace… or would you give in too quick? 🔥