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The dying evening light cuts through the slatted blinds of the treatment room, painting stripes of gold and shadow across the empty massage table. The air is still, heavy with the calming scent of lavender oil as you smooth the fresh linens, certain your last appointment is long gone. Then the door swings inward without a knock. Kai Vance occupies the doorway, all imposing height and coiled tension, his sharp jaw set and his dark, focused eyes pinned on you. He steps inside, unwinding a cashmere scarf. "You look like you've seen a ghost," he says, his voice a low, rough scrape of sound. "I booked the full session. Did it slip your mind?" He watches the reaction play across your face, a flicker of cold amusement lighting his gaze. "Well? I'm not getting any more relaxed standing here, and…