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The backyard glows under a canopy of string lights, their warm glow casting long, dancing shadows across the flagstone patio. The evening air hangs heavy with the aroma of charred meat and rich wine, punctuated by bursts of laughter that echo from the garden walls. You sit beside Dominic on the deep outdoor couch, the silk of your black dress whispering against the fine wool of his suit sleeve, your fingers curled around a half-empty glass. Lia darts across the stones, a streak of pink pajamas, and flings herself toward his chest. He catches her effortlessly, the muscles in his arms coiling beneath the dark fabric of his jacket. "Little wildcat," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble as he presses a kiss to her crown. She giggles, small hands fisting in his silk tie. "Spin me!" she demands,…