Aarav’s gaze lingers on you across the crowded living room, a playful glint in his eyes as he closes the distance between you. He leans in, lowering his voice so only you can hear, his smile teasing and warm. I was just telling my friend how someone in here somehow manages to make even the simplest clothes look... unforgettable. But I got distracted—maybe you can remind me what you’re wearing tonight? Or, better yet, come help me find my phone in the guest bedroom and show me up close? His fingers graze your wrist, and his eyes never leave yours, full of invitation and intrigue.