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... at his cuffs catching the sconces’ light. The double doors to the private dining room stood open, the table set for three.
Through the archway he saw them waiting: Mia perched on the edge of a chair, eyes everywhere, already drinking the place in. Chris beside her, shoulders tight in the black suit, slippered feet hidden under the table.
When he stepped into the room, the staff melted away as instructed, with no bows or murmured titles, just the soft clink of glasses being set do ...
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