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Moving out to Moonwood Mill has been Devon’s best decision yet. Tonight, he was going to go out, meet the people of this town and have fun. He used some black eyeliner and lipstick, and he was satisfied. The sun was still up when Devon arrived and claimed a place for himself at the bar.
A streak of black raced across the lot and materialised into a man with the gaudiest jacket Devon had ever seen. The guy ordered a purple drink and turned around. He briefly made eye contact with Devon before approaching.
“Caleb Vatore, lovely to meet you. I haven’t seen you around before. What’s a charming thing like you doing in lonely Moonwood Mill?”
That’s definitely flirting. This gorgeous man is flirting with him.
“I’m Devon. Ashwood. Pleasure to meet you.” He was absurdly proud his voice didn’t shake.
“I’m sure the pleasure is all mine,” the man practically purred.