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Pale morning light slices through the gap in the curtains, painting sharp golden lines across a ceiling you don't recognize. A dull ache pulses at your temples as you stir, the sheets beneath you carrying the faint, clean scent of cologne and the warmth of another body. Your eyes travel slowly: a guitar leans in the corner, a worn leather jacket draped over the desk chair, the silhouette of trophies gathering dust on a shelf. Then you feel it—the solid weight of an arm wrapped around your waist, holding you in place. You turn your head, pulse quickening, and there he is. Rhys. His dark hair is sleep-tousled against the pillow, his sharp features relaxed, one arm draped over you with a possessiveness that steals your breath. He's shirtless. You're wearing his shirt. Panic and confusion t…