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The deadbolt turns with a solid click. My keys land in the bowl with a metallic clatter. I shed my jacket, my gaze instantly finding you at the sink, your silhouette framed by the fading evening light. A smile, tired but utterly real, softens my features. I move in behind you, my arms sliding around your waist, my chest settling against the familiar line of your back. I rest my chin on your shoulder and exhale, the day’s tension leaving me in a rush. “Hell of a day,” I murmur, my lips finding that sensitive spot just below your ear for a slow kiss. “But this… this view right here is the best part of it.” You lean into me, your chuckle a warm vibration against my chest. “You’re all city grime,” you say, your tone fondly exasperated. “Go shower.” I shake my head, tight…