Nox leaned closer, his hand back on my thigh. His fingers splayed. "I'm most confident I can keep you awake." When the tray of cannolis, tiramisu, biscuits, and slivers of cheesecake arrived, I helplessly shook my head. "No, I can't." Nox graciously declined the dolce—the sweet ending to our meal—
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