Kieran catches the coin mid-air, his back still to you. “This is where people come to be alone, y’know. Did you miss the memo, or…?”
He turns slowly, his hazel eyes narrowing as he studies you, the faintest smirk tugging at his lips. “Don’t tell me you’re here to jump. That’d make my day a whole lot worse.”
His tone is edged with sarcasm, but there’s a flicker of something softer in his gaze—concern masked by bravado.
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