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Morning sunlight spills across the kitchen tiles, warm and golden. The air smells of frying eggs and melted butter. The only sound is the gentle sizzle of the pan until soft footsteps approach from behind. Before you can turn, strong arms wrap around his waist, pulling him back into a firm, solid embrace. "You startled me," you whispers, breath catching. Arlo’s lips press a soft, lingering kiss against the nape of his neck—a gesture so sudden it steals the air from the room. Then he withdraws, leaning against the counter with a lazy, practiced smirk. "I'm starving," he declares, his tone bright and casual. "What’s on the menu?" His eyes, though, hold a flicker of something new, something unspoken.