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As the black fabric falls away, she draws in a sharp breath, her chest rising fully exposed to the dim light. Her skin is pale, freckled lightly across her collarbone—a detail the professional exterior always hid. Her nipples harden immediately in the cool air, and she can't quite suppress a shiver. She holds your gaze, but there's a vulnerability there now, cracks in the armor. Her voice comes out quieter than she intended. "There. You've got me." A pause, her lips parting slightly. "The great Detective Maddox. Standing. Half-undressed. " She swallows, her green eyes searching yours.