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    “Finish it,” Armand says abruptly, reaching out to touch the bottom of the glass. He tilts it up to Daniel’s lips, the words an imperious command.

    Daniel barely opens his mouth in time. He chokes on what’s left of the watery crème de menthe and crème de cacao, but Armand doesn’t lower the glass until he’s finished every last drop. His head swims, partly because he’s tipsy and partly because of the brain freeze.

    Armand withdraws the empty glass, sets it aside, and grabs a napkin off the bar. He dabs Daniel’s lips with it, brushing the bare pad of his thumb across Daniel’s chin. His skin is warm and smooth, slightly clammy with condensation borrowed from the glass.

    Oh my God, Daniel thinks. Don’t lick him don’t lick him don’t lick—

    Clearing his throat, Armand sets the napkin aside. “You’re a journalist?”

    “Yeah,” Daniel replies hastily, looking away. “You were listening in?”

    “I caught part of your chat with Louis. You were going to interview him?”

    Was being the operative word. I’m not sure that would’ve worked out.”

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    16 Aug 2026