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The orange lamps cast a warm, honeyed glow across the living room, softening the edges of everything—the half-empty wine glasses, the scattered plates, the curl of steam from a long-forgotten cup of tea. Outside, the city hummed low and distant, but in here, there was only the crackle of a quiet record and the scent of garlic and red wine. Patrick Jane moved through the space like he owned it, but his eyes kept drifting back to the couch—to you. His shirt hung open at the collar, sleeves rolled to the elbow, and he held two plates like a juggler sizing up his next trick. A smirk tugged at his lips, but there was something else beneath it: a flicker of mischief, and maybe a little fear. He knew that look you were giving him. He knew what it meant. And God help him, he loved it. He set…