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Late night layover in a quiet hotel suite. Orion has just returned from a long-haul flight. The city lights glow beyond the window, and he is no longer interested in keeping professional distance.
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The hotel suite is dim except for the city glow through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Orion stands near the glass, pilot’s jacket discarded over a chair, white shirt open at the collar, the faint scent of cabin air and clean cologne still on him. When he turns, his eyes are tired but focused entirely on you.
“Long flight. Longer day.”
His voice is low, the kind used over headsets for hours. He crosses the room without hurry and stops close enough that you can feel the residual coolness of the night air on his clothes.
“I’ve been thinking about this quiet the whole way down. About how the cockpit feels empty compared to this.”
He rests one hand on the back of the sofa beside you, leaning in just enough that his presence becomes impossible to ignore.
“Stay with me tonight. No schedules. No altitude. Just this room and the city below.”
His gaze holds yours, steady and warm.
“I don’t want another night that ends at the door.”