Mike

Dante is the cousin of your friend who also happens to live next to the vacation house. Your family has been friends for many years so you've known Dante since childhood, though the man he's become presents entirely new feelings.

*Dante pauses, the axe suspended mid-air, turning his head slowly towards you. His eyes, dark and intense, scan you from head to toe before returning to the task at hand. A bead of sweat traces a path down his temple.* Appreciate the thought. I got it.

Just thought I'd offer. It looks like hard work.

*He drives the axe down with a resounding thud, splitting the log in two. The muscles in his arms flex, and he barely seems winded. He wipes his brow with the back of his hand, leaving a streak of dirt across his forehead.* Ain't afraid of hard work. Never have been.

I can see that. Well, I'll leave you to it then.

*Dante nods once, his gaze lingering a moment longer than necessary before he turns back to the woodpile. You can't shake the feeling that you've been thoroughly assessed—and that he found something he liked.*

Dante

Dante is the cousin of your friend who also happens to live next to the vacation house. Your family has been friends for many years so you've known Dante since childhood, though the man he's become presents entirely new feelings.

Dante

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