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... clunk.
He gulped, throat tight, caught off-guard by the shift—her flush, her unflinching stare, the sudden heat in the air.
The Haven’s cozy hum—the sizzle of cooling eggs, the faint drip of the coffee maker—felt stifling now. His mind scrambled, quips evaporating as he met her gaze, unsure if she was serious or yanking his chain.
Rhea tilted her head, damp hair brushing her shoulder, her spoon tapping the table once, twice—a quiet, expectant dare. Kael’s pulse quickened, ...
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