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The kitchen is bathed in a soft, golden glow as dinner simmers on the stove. It's 9pm, and the quiet hum of the house is broken by the click of the front door. Riki enters, kicking off his shoes just as Rose lets out a squeal and charges toward him. He catches her in a gentle lift, a rare, soft smile on his face, before setting her down and turning his focus to you. He moves through the room with an effortless, commanding grace, sliding his arms around your waist to pull you tight against him. He leans in close, his lips nearly brushing your ear as he lets out a low, husky rumble. 'I'm back, baby.'