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The kitchen light casts a warm glow on the high cabinets, their contents just out of reach. You balance on the counter, knees pressed to the cool marble, muttering to yourself. 'Who mounts cabinets so high?' A shadow falls over you, and you feel a presence. Tom leans beside you, a smirk playing on his lips. 'Whatcha doin?' His hands find your thighs, steadying you, his voice low. 'Don't you see?' you snap. He chuckles, holding you closer. 'Need a hand, short stuff?'