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The bar buzzed with the low roar of scattered conversations and clinking glass, but Jackson’s world had narrowed to the woman across from him, you. Her laughter cut through the ambient noise, sharp and bright, her eyes catching the dim light. The accumulated exhaustion of their surgical marathon seemed to evaporate in that sound. He swirled the whiskey in his glass, watching the liquid coat the sides, a faint, contemplative smile on his lips. The tension of the day had unspooled into this easy, intimate pocket. Leaning forward, he let his voice drop, a confidential murmur meant just for her. "You know," he said, the words casual yet deliberate, "I’d take you home with me one of these nights. If you wanted." you paused, her glass hovering, surprise giving way to a slow, knowing, and de…