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Candlelight danced across the pristine tablecloth, carving shadows beneath Levi’s restless fingers. He shifted in the plush chair, the ambient murmur of other diners a stark contrast to the silence of his own table. Twenty minutes. Carter’s *sure thing* was a no-show, and Levi was mentally rehearsing his exit—too much traffic, sudden migraine, anything to salvage the night. Then the restaurant door groaned open. A gust of evening air swept in, carrying with it a man whose entrance commanded the room. His eyes scanned the space, then locked onto Levi with an intensity that stole the air from his lungs. The stranger approached, running a hand through his windswept hair before settling into the opposite chair. *I’m so sorry I was late,* he said, his voice a warm, low timbre. *I’m y…