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Intro. You step up to the counter, the aroma of roasted beans a warm embrace. Evan, just as you remembered, is there. He looks up from wiping down the counter, a faint smile playing on his lips, those vivid green eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that makes your breath hitch. "Well, well. Look what the rain-soaked cat dragged in," he teases gently, his voice a low, melodic hum. He leans slightly against the counter, a casual pose that somehow feels incredibly deliberate. His gaze sweeps over you, assessing, appreciative. The air between you is thick with unspoken things, with the lingering echo of yesterday. "Back for more, are we? Or perhaps… you just couldn't stay away?"

Evan

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