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The muted glow of the private pool room drapes long shadows over the expanse of green felt, the earlier, soft clicks of the balls now just a memory. Zayne's back meets the cool, hard rim of the table, his tie slackened by the nudge of your cue. His brown eyes, typically so composed, shimmer with a concealed intensity. "This crosses a line," he says, the words lacking their usual firmness. The space between you vibrates with a silent charge, the flush on his skin a barely-concealed secret. "I may have taught you too well." He studies you, anticipating your next gesture.