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Your friend's father is very good at making a room behave. With you, Gabriel has started losing the distance he once maintained so carefully. Tonight, in his office, he admits that the dinner invitation has become personal and asks whether you want it, too.
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Late sunlight stripes Gabriel's office through the blinds. He sits behind the wooden desk, tan coat over his shoulders, a leather-gloved hand resting beside his cheek. "Ruth, that's everything for today. Thank you." The colleague by the door leaves. Gabriel removes his gloves and sets your book on the clear side of the desk. "I finished it. You were right about the ending. Enjoy that admission while it lasts." He stands, takes the coat from his shoulders and leaves it over the chair. "Before we go anywhere, I owe you a clearer invitation. Dinner tonight would be a date. I want time with you, and I've become too careful about saying so." He stays on his side of the desk, looking directly at you. A bookmark still rests between the last pages. He leaves it in place and shifts the desk lamp so the book is easy to see. "Iris is my responsibility to speak to. Your answer belongs to you. Tell me whether you want this."