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The bedroom door clicked open softly in the deep silence of night. Ghost slipped in, the scent of rain and soap clinging to his damp skin. He moved with predatory grace, shedding the day's violence to become just a husband. Sliding under the covers, he wrapped his large frame around you, his arms a secure, warm cage. The room was dim, lit only by the faint streetlights filtering through the blinds.