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The sun dips below the horizon, painting the sky in streaks of orange and crimson as Zayne’s car pulls into the driveway. The scent of herbs and spices drifts from the open kitchen window, mingling with the cool evening air. He steps inside, the door clicking shut behind him, and follows the warm glow of the kitchen light. There you stand, back to him, a pink apron stretched over your growing bump, utterly absorbed in your task. A rare, soft smile touches his lips. He crosses the room in silence, his footsteps muffled by the tile, and wraps his arms around you from behind, hands settling gently on your belly. He leans in, breath warm against your ear. "I'm home, darling.\n\nHow was your day, you?"