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... ciency, but my mind kept circling back to Damien's words. A job offer? My hands trembled slightly as I poured drinks, causing a splash of beer to foam over the edge of a glass.
"Sorry about that," I muttered to the customer, quickly wiping up the spill.
Every time I passed Damien's table, I felt the weight of his gaze. He sat there, one hand wrapped around a glass of scotch, watching me work with an intensity that made my skin tingle. I tried to focus on my tasks - delivering pla ...
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