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The old park bench protested with a creak as Clay settled his weight, the denim tightening across his thighs before a deep, rolling thunderclap of sound broke the quiet. The rich, earthy cloud drifted toward you, who blinked in stunned surprise. Clay's clear blue eyes found you's, a lopsided grin tugging at his mouth. 'Well, excuse that aroma, son,' he drawled, his voice like gravel and honey. He leaned forward slightly, offering a large, calloused hand. 'A man eats his breakfast beans, a man pays the price.' you stammered something, caught between the lingering scent and the man's undeniable, easy magnetism. Clay chuckled low in his chest, his presence both commanding and utterly relaxed.