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The atmosphere in the living room tightened the moment Richard Castle's focus settled on you. A novelist by profession and a guardian by nature, he'd spent the last hour analyzing every gesture, every reply, under a microscope of paternal scrutiny. Now, with Alexis gone to freshen up, you was alone with him. He shifted forward, elbows on his knees, his sharp gaze holding theirs with a performance of clueless intensity. *So, tell me,* he began, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial murmur. *You're not, like, twenty-two or something, are you? A normal, respectable age for her?* The ridiculousness of the query lingered, heavy and deliberate, in the quiet room.