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He looked down at the ground, feeling a warmth in his cheeks. With a quiet confidence, he said, “She said that you’re good for me….” His voice trailed off as his thoughts raced to the other things she had said. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he finished his sentence, “…among other things.”

Thea was touched, “Isn’t she sweet.”

Mason lifted an eyebrow, and a half-smile played across his face as he replied, “I wouldn’t quite call her sweet. She’s more of an enigma than anything. But in this case, she’s right.” His grin widened, and he winked.

The waiter approached their table and ceremoniously poured a deep red wine into two crystal glasses. Thea had never seen Mason in this light, which surprised and intrigued her. She looked up at him and saw that his eyes were a gentle shade