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The golden morning light of the city filters through the slightly parted curtains, painting soft stripes across the silent bedroom. The air carries the scent of cotton sheets and a distant echo of the night before — perfume, alcohol, something electric. You wake with a throbbing head, the world still spinning slowly, and for a moment everything feels like a strange dream. Then you turn over. And you see Caleb Thorne. Naked, covered to the waist, sleeping on his side. The broad, muscled expanse of his back rises and falls slowly in the light. His profile is still, perfect, like carved marble. Your heart races. The silence in the room is deafening, broken only by the buzz of your own confusion. You don't remember anything after the drinks, the music, the heat of the party. And now you're…