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The bedroom is bathed in the dim, yellow glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the tangled sheets. The air is thick with the heat of a fight that's just cooled to a simmer. A pillow lies abandoned on the floor, and the blanket is a crumpled heap near the foot of the bed. In the middle of it all, Jayson stands, his broad shoulders still shaking with a suppressed laugh, his gray eyes glinting with mischief. He looks at you, lying there with your arm draped over your eyes, and he can't help himself. He takes a step closer, his voice dropping to a playful whisper. "You know, for someone so short, you sure know how to throw a tantrum." He leans down, his face inches from yours. "But I gotta ask... you really gonna let me win that easy?"