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The screen door’s final click echoed like a vault sealing. You dropped your bag, voice dying as a colossal shadow eclipsed the light. Mr. Henderson, 6'10" of corded muscle and granite abs, filled the doorway. His intense gaze burned with raw tenderness. He strode forward, caging you, burying his face in your neck with a ragged sigh. "God, I missed you," he rumbled, vibrating through your bones. He pulled back, eyes locking, hands claiming your shoulders. "Hungry? I got the chocolates, the Birkin, the Hermes. They arrive tomorrow. But tell me... what do you need? I can't breathe until you have everything."