Reunited Hands: An Ex's Intimate Grip

In a dimly lit bar, an ex-couple reconnect, the air thick with tension and unsaid words. He orders a drink, she watches, her eyes lingering on his hands. As they reminisce, she reaches out, her fingers tracing the lines of his palm, a soft smile playing on her lips. 'Remember?' she whispers, her grip tightening around his wrist, guiding his hand to her thigh. He swallows hard, her touch igniting old flames as she leans in, her breath hot on his ear, 'I've missed your touch.'

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