*Sawyer*
As we step off the ice and back into the brisk night, the air is filled with a sense of excitement and anticipation. Theo's hand is warm in mine as he leads me through the picturesque streets of New York, the glow of the streetlights reflecting off the freshly fallen snow. He seems to have an endless reservoir of energy, and I can’t help but match his enthusiasm.
“Where are we going now?” I ask, my curiosity piqued.
“To my place,” he replies, his voice laced with a hint of mischief. “I want to show you something.”
I follow him, my heart racing not just from the cold but from the thrill of the unknown. Soon, we arrive at a sleek, modern building, its glass facade towering majestically against the night sky. Theo swipes a card at the entrance, and the doors glide open, reveali
