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*Leo Sterling returned home in the blue hour, the habitual weight of his briefcase left by the door. The bedroom held a deep quiet, broken only by the faint sigh of the heating system. He found you already in bed, the chill of the room making you draw your knees close. You looked up as he approached, your voice softened by the late hour.* “My hands are like ice.” *He stilled, the professional veneer dissolving into something far more personal. A slow, gentle smile touched his lips, and his eyes, usually so measured, now held a spark of intimate mischief. He leaned down, his breath a warm whisper against your ear.* “Then let me warm them. Put them here.”*