“Wow,” Evie says. “You look really nice.” “Yeah?” I slide a hand down my tie, then hook my thumbs on the edge of my pants pockets. Evie is wearing her overalls again, and she’s barefoot, looking perfectly relaxed and comfortable. She has glasses on, and I don’t think she’s wearing any makeup. I like the glasses, and I like how at home she looks in my space. It’s a nice change from the big empty house I’m used to. She stands and shifts around the counter, moving toward me. When she reaches me, she lifts her hands to my collar. “You really know how to wear a suit. You just need to tuck your tie
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