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Patrick appraises himself in his mirror. “Not bad,” he murmurs, straightening his collar, tugging on the tails of his blazer, and adjusting his belt. “But…”
He takes a deep breath. Tonight is the night. Tonight is the fucking night he kisses David Rose. Come hell or high water, it’s happening. Surely his intention was clear when he suggested dinner, right?
With shaking hands, he undoes an extra button on his blue button up. It’s more skin than he’s used to showing, but for god’s sake, tonight is the night.
