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When Lester heard her still call him "Mr. Sanford," he understood-she wanted to keep her distance. Yet he
couldn't help but be curious about her.
He leaned in just a bit, noticing the subtle scent of earl grey clinging to her. It was faint, but somehow
comforting.
Sylvia, realizing he hadn't answered for a while, finally turned her head-only to find they were much closer than
she'd thought.
She quickly pulled back, reminding him, "Mr. Sanford?"
Snapping out of it, Lester glanced over her profile, his gaze a little too intense before he forced himself to relax.
"Sure," he said quietly.
Sylvia gave a soft "Okay," and purposefully put more space between them.
Just as they neared the restaurant, Lester's phone buzzed. Reese's nflashed on the screen.
"What's up? You always forget something," Lester said, pausing and glancing at Sylvia. "I'm a bit busy right now."
Maybe it was just too quiet in the car, but Sylvia could hear Reese's voice on the other end, crystal clear.
"Hey, bro, you're not out with Sylvia, are you?"
"lI am," Lester admitted without hesitation.
Sylvia's cheeks flushed, and she twisted her fingers together, trying to calm her
nerves.
It was an old anxiety, really. Eight years of bad luck, years treading carefully in the Garcia family, and Tristan
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Lester turned and gave her a reassuring look.
Sylvia pressed her lips together, just as Reese's excited voice cthrough the speaker: "I made a killer lasagna
tonight! Bring Sylvia over and let's all have dinner together."
"We wouldn't want to interrupt your cozy evening with Mr. Rupert," Lester replied, already refusing.
"Rupert's cool with it! Plus, you still have my stuff in your trunk-my treasures! If | don't see them, I'll be
heartbroken," Reese wheedled.
Lester sighed. "Fine... but Sylvia—"
"I'll be waiting!" Reese chirped, cutting him off and hanging up before he could finish.
Lester just shook his head at his phone, grinning despite himself. Then he turned to Sylvia, looking a bit
sheepish.
"Reese is moving in with Rupert. She left a suitcase in my car and wantsto bring it over."
"Moving in?" Sylvia repeated, surprised.
"Yeah. She invited us both for dinner."
Sylvia drew a shallow breath, lips parting as if to say something, but
the words stuck in her throat re moment, she just nodded.
Assuming that was agreement, Lester told his driver to head to Reese's new place.
By the tSylvia realized what was happening, they were already parked outside. If she tried to leave now,
Lester would definitely figure
something was up so sheet
put on
her best poker face and followed him inside.
When the doorbell rang, Sylvia clutched her purse a little tighter, unsure what kind of scene she'd walk into.
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Inside, Reese was in comfy sweats and a pink apron, a spatula still in her hand.
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Sylvia shook her head. "They fit just fine, thanks."
After slipping on the slippers, she looked up and saw someone quietly
approaching-Rupert, standing just a few steps behind Reese.
Three steps apart, but the distance felt impossible to cross.
She kept her voice steady. "Uncle Rupert."
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