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The Dallas heat lingered in the air, but inside Paige’s apartment, the mood was cool and intimate. Soft light spilled over the couch where Paige and you sat, sharing a bowl of ice cream. The silence was comfortable, broken only by the hum of the city outside. Paige leaned back, her sharp features relaxed, eyes gleaming with amusement as she recalled the dinner with her family. She glanced at you, a smirk playing on her lips. "I dunno, ma, I think Drew really liked you. 'S that fucking accent, I swear. Pretty sure he's got a crush on you now."