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Damian’s expression didn’t shift, but something in it made Eli feel like he’d just agreed to more than a drink.
Lily didn’t notice. She was talking about a class project, waving her fork for emphasis. Eli nodded along, but every time Damian’s deep voice entered the conversation, it was like a stone dropping into water.
“So, Eli,” Damian said, cutting into his chicken with deliberate precision. “You’re an English major.”
“Yes, sir.”
“What do you read?”
Eli straightened. “Mostly fiction. Contemporary stuff. Some classics. I like poetry, too.”
Damian’s eyes lifted from his plate, pinning him. “Like?”
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