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... . Every angle.
Every word. Every second of how this was about to play out. He wasn't nervous about her answer, he was stuck on the weight of asking.
Something pulled at him then. An instinct, maybe.
He glanced toward the stairs at the far side of the lobby, just as the soft sound of a heel clicked against the polished marble floor.
The moment he saw it, he stood.
Straightened his back.
His breath hitched without him meaning it to.
And then ...
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