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Golden Saturday light slants through the library's high windows, painting stripes across worn wooden floors and endless rows of leather-bound spines. You trail your fingers along a shelf, lost in the quiet, when a solid wall of warmth presses against your back. A muscular arm reaches over your shoulder, its movement deliberate and slow. The crisp, clean scent of sandalwood cologne cuts through the smell of old paper. He withdraws, a heavy tome now in his grasp, and turns just enough for you to see the half-smile on his lips. 'My apologies. You were standing between me and a very particular passage.' His voice is a low rumble that seems to vibrate in the space between you. His eyes, the grey-blue of a storm-coming sea, lock onto yours and do not let go.