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<span style="font-size: 15px"><b>Name</b>: Stefano Rossi<br/>
<b>Age</b>: Twenty-Nine<br/>
<b>Date/Time</b>: 31 July - Saturday<br/>
<b>Location</b>: Villa, Kitchen<br/>
<b>Wearing</b>: <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.imgur.com%2Fkf9MvAT.jpg&amp;hash=d6b15c969e3ff58042ecfc25b97ccaef" href="https://i.imgur.com/kf9MvAT.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">A Pop of Color</a><br/>
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<b>Tagging</b>: <a class="username" data-user-id="3317" data-username="Mehlia" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/3317/">Mehlia</a> [Madelyn]</span></span><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Stefano felt his skin grow as it hot at the sight of her lips wrapping around her finger, licking away any stray juice. The temptation to lean in and taste her was getting harder to ignore. Maybe it was the liquor or perhaps the fact he hadn’t been on a date in a good six months. This was definitely reigniting the fun Stefano, not the man who had been much too focused on work to even think about dating.<br/>
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A tiebreaker. Stefano saw that glint in her eyes and he knew he had found trouble. The subtle smile that played on her lips was dangerously close to a wicked grin and he knew that Madelyn was not going to back down from this challenge. It seemed he wouldn’t have to let her win, something told him that she would win – he tried to play it cool when it came to liquor of course and especially when tequila was involved. What was the little saying? One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor . . . he didn’t need to go embarrassing himself on the first night and certainly not in front of Madelyn who he now really wanted to impress.<br/>
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“Like what hm? A staring contest?”   joked. Her blue eyes were incredibly captivating and Stefano didn’t think he would dare look away. He noted the goosebumps on her skin when he pressed his lips against her, even that subtle shade of pink that burned against her cheeks when she first looked his way. Madelyn was certainly confident, but he had an effect on her and he was going to intensify it to his best abilities. His hand reached out to press against her hip, drawing her close. “Rock, paper, scissors?” He cocked his head to the side, his tongue trailing against the inside of his bottom lip. “Or do you have something else concocted?”<br/>
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