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Chapter 6: A Date Worth Waiting ForCanan looked around the townhome as he waited for Stafford. His leg was fine, but he needed to remember to walk around with a slight limp for at least the end of the night. How many times had his people pulled this trick? Of course, it looked different the first time he tried it. Hell, it looked different the last time he tried it. After all, no one jogged back then. He could hear the shower water running, and he knew it was safe to move about a bit. He thought of trying to see what Stafford was feeling, a gift that not all people like him had, but such knowledge could easily spoil a date. Still, he wanted to get to know more about this man. He walked to the two large bookcases and decided to peruse them. This is reasonable behavior for a date, he though