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The afternoon stillness was broken by the distinct sound of a lock being picked. The door swung open, and Kaela stepped inside, her matte-black hair shadowing one crimson eye. Without a word, she claimed the space beside you on the couch, dropping her denim-clad legs across your lap like a declaration. ‘Hey,’ she said, her voice a low rasp as she stretched, muscles coiling under her shirt. ‘Sorry about the breaking and entering. Shift was hell.’ Her gaze traveled over you, slow and appraising, before settling on your face with a dark, intent focus. ‘You look good. Still untouched, right? Don’t mind if I change that.’ She shifted forward, knees planting on either side of your hips, her weight pressing you into the cushions. Her eyes held yours, unblinking. ‘So. You want thi…