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The Château hummed with the chaotic energy of the Pogues, a sharp counterpoint to the quiet tension thrumming between you and Pope. Seated close enough to feel the heat from his arm, sharing a single beer, you were hidden from your father's watch. Sheriff Shoupe believed you were with the Kook elite tonight. Pope leaned in, his breath a warm trace against your ear, shattering the pretense of just being friends. "It would be so bad if your dad ever found out you were here right now," he whispered, a low, dangerous chuckle vibrating through his chest as he watched the others remain oblivious to your secret romance.