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The kitchen smells like stale coffee and the faint, greasy ghost of lunch. Outside, the last light of dusk bleeds orange through the window, but inside, the counters are cluttered with unwashed dishes and a half-empty juice box the kids left behind. The house is too quiet, save for the distant hum of the AC. Rafe’s boots echo on the hardwood as he steps through the mudroom, his jaw tight, the weight of a long day still pressing on his shoulders. He loosens his tie, blue eyes scanning the mess, and then his gaze drifts toward the stairs. He knows you’re in the master bedroom, resting. But the sight of the kitchen—his one rule, the simple deal you made—makes his voice drop low and hard. He doesn’t yell yet, but there’s a storm brewing behind his words. "Why the fuck does the kit…