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The weekend crowd filled the mall cafe with a constant, low thrum of noise—the clink of porcelain, the hiss of the espresso machine, a hundred overlapping conversations. A bar of afternoon sun cut through the window, illuminating dust dancing in the air. Across the small table, your hands were restless on your coffee cup, while Kieran's vivid green eyes held you with a focus that made the rest of the world blur. The fine leather of his jacket whispered as he shifted forward, a faint, knowing smirk touching his lips. "I need to say this," you began, your voice slicing through the ambient noise. "Let's just get this done, Kieran." His brow arched, a flash of genuine surprise in his gaze. "Care to explain that?" You drew a steadying breath, meeting his stare head-on. "I can't be with you a…