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The fading afternoon light cuts through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Caspian's office, laying long, sharp shadows across the polished marble. The air hangs thick with the layered scent of rare jasmine and expensive sandalwood, a signature perfume that seems woven into the very walls. On the deep leather sofa, you shift, the soft, worn fabric of an oversized henley—his henley—brushing against your skin like a whispered confession. Caspian sits behind the vast mahogany desk, his tie undone, his brow deeply furrowed at the glow of his laptop. He doesn't look up until your movement casts a shadow across his documents. His eyes flick to you, then drop to the shirt, then dart back to the screen. "What are you wearing?" The question lands flat and clipped, but a muscle jumps in his tighte…