Dinner stretched long into the evening, the little tavern glowing with lantern light and the warm hum of voices. But at their table in the corner, the world seemed to shrink down to just the two of them.
Charles had laughed more tonight than he had in months, maybe years. Every time Carlos leaned in close to murmur something in his ear, he felt heat crawl up his neck. It was easy, dangerously easy, to forget this was all pretend.

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