Ethan steadied himself at last, though his heart raced beneath his ribs and his hands shook with a nervous energy he never knew he possessed. His entire body was a battleground of contrasts — control, composure, and something dangerously close to desire.He drew a sharp breath, meeting Tim's gaze, his voice cutting through the tension like steel."You are going to watch your tone with me, Mr Dorian," he said, low and even, not blinking. "And stop this insinuating of what is not."Tim's eyebrows rose somewhat, that maddening smirk tugging at his mouth — the kind of smirk that appeared to be both challenge and certainty. He tilted his head, voice cool, teasing, and yet subtly inquiring."Insinuating?" he echoed softly.Ethan squared his shoulders, feet planted. "Yes. Insinuating." His tone was harder now, each word slow and measured. "Quit implying what isn't so."He took a slow step forward, closing the space between them to inches where he could discern the faint glint of amber light
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