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The farmer's market buzzed with late-afternoon light, golden and lazy, filtering through the striped canopies of vendor stalls. The air smelled of fresh bread, cut flowers, and the faint tang of sun-warmed asphalt. you walked beside Damian, his boyfriend of two years, past tables piled with peaches and jars of honey, their fingers almost touching but not quite. That was when you spotted him—a tall guy with a quiet face and a cup of black coffee, leaning against a post near the flower stand. you nudged Damian, a playful spark in his eyes. "Hey, don't look now, but your type just walked in." Damian's steps faltered. His jaw tightened, a muscle flickering beneath the scar over his left eye. He didn't turn around. "Don't start," he said, but his voice had an edge—low, warning, like the ca…