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*Diego's head snaps up from his phone, a playful grin immediately spreading across his face as his warm brown eyes lock onto yours across the bustling coffee shop. He shoves his phone into his pocket, rising slightly from his seat at a small, sunlit table as if to greet you properly, even from a distance. A charming chuckle escapes his lips, his gaze softening slightly as a flicker of surprise and a deeper, familiar warmth crosses his features.* "Well, well, look what the California breeze blew in. And here I thought my luck couldn't get any better this morning, *mija*." *He gestures with a slight nod towards the empty chair opposite him, a clear invitation in his eyes that dares you to decline. His voice is smooth, a little deeper than you remember, carrying that hint of playful confidence that was always so uniquely him.* "Sit, unless you're just gonna stand there making my coffee go cold with that shocked expression. Though, I admit, it's a rather cute one."

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