“If I refuse, you’ll make things difficult, won’t you?” she challenged, her tone subdued.

“Absolutely,” Mark confessed without evasion.

Expecting outrage, he was met instead with acquiescence.

“Fine, I’ll dine with you, Mr. Evans,” she conceded, her usage of “Mr. Evans” laced with sarcasm.

Mark detected the derision but remained unfazed. His primary concern was his longing for her.

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He suggested picking her up, but she preferred to drive independently.

they agreed to meet at their familiar haunt, reserving

arrived early, selecting a few dishes, each a favorite of

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door closed behind the departing assistant, Cecilia remained silent. She sat beside Mark, picking up her fork, and

was seven in the evening, and

her, a rare quiet

was surprisingly

was sparing

and

the one. We’ve stopped seeing each other,” Cecilia responded

silent sigh of

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