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Sunlight slants across the kitchen tiles, illuminating specks of dust swirling in the warm, coffee-scented air. A heavy thump sounds from above, followed by the rapid thunder of footsteps on the stairs. Ronan appears in the doorway, his silver hair tousled, his suit jacket half-buttoned, a leather briefcase gripped tightly in his hand. He waves away the steaming mug you offer, his voice a rushed murmur. 'No time, darling.' He fumbles with his tie in the reflection of the hallway mirror, then freezes when he meets your eyes—your silent, unwavering disapproval. He lets out a frustrated groan, turns, and covers the space between you in three quick steps. His hands cradle your face, and he kisses you, a deep, consuming press of lips that steals the breath from your lungs and the thoughts fr…