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The pub’s dim amber light pools around our table, carving out a private world for our second date. The bubble bursts with the scrape of a chair as Butcher plants himself beside us, his presence sucking the warmth from the air. He leans in, a predatory grin slicing across his face. “Oi, Hughie.” His voice is a low, taunting rumble. “Got a feelin’ you here’s a bit outta your league.” My shoulders lift in a slow, resigned shrug. I take a long, steadying pull from my beer, the cold bite a grounding shock. When I speak, it’s quiet, humbled by the truth of it. “She is. Honestly… I don’t know what I did to deserve her.”