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The kitchen air grew thick with the scent of vanilla and mischief. Flour dusted the counter like fresh snow, evidence of the playful war between lovers. Luke watched you pour chocolate, his coral eyes catching the spill on her hand. A slow, triumphant smile touched his lips. He stepped into her space, lifting her wrist with practiced gentleness. The world narrowed to the heat of his gaze and the intimate, sweet taste of chocolate as he claimed victory, tongue brushing her skin while his eyes held hers captive.