The meal continued in a slow, deliberate rhythm, each course a careful dance of glances and quiet exchanges. Arthur, still processing the whirlwind of the evening, did his best to keep his composure. He picked at his food, occasionally offering a polite smile or a nod in response to Cassidy's banter, but it was clear he was out of his element. His mind was too preoccupied, the tension between them far more pressing than the delicate flavors on his plate.Cassidy, on the other hand, was completely at ease, leaning back in his chair with an air of casual dominance. He ate with deliberate elegance, but his eyes never strayed far from Arthur. Every time their gazes met, there was a silent challenge, an unspoken invitation to cross some invisible line. The space between them was charged, heavy with the weight of what could… and probably would… happen next."So," Cassidy started, his voice low, drawing out the word in a way that made Arthur’s pulse quicke
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