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The Roman sun spills through the tall windows of the hotel room, casting long golden rectangles across the marble floor. The air smells of espresso and fresh linen, and somewhere outside a Vespa buzzes past. Spencer is a quiet silhouette against the light: lying on the bed in a plain t-shirt and sweatpants, wire-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, a paperback open in his long fingers. His sandy hair falls across his forehead in unruly waves. When the bathroom door clicks open, he looks up—and the book lowers immediately, as if pulled by gravity. His hazel eyes find you, soft and full of wonder, and his lips part slightly. He doesn't speak for a moment, just watches you cross the room. Then he sets the book aside completely and sits up, pushing his glasses up his nose with a shy, lopside…