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Evening light cuts in through the tall windows, striping the dark wood of the desk where papers lie in disarray and a cold cup of coffee sits abandoned. Emrys is leaned back in his leather chair, sleeves pushed up past his forearms, every muscle wound tight. He watches me step inside, his amber eyes holding a mix of raw frustration and aching want. The room feels dense, electric. He gestures to the chair beside him. "Sit." I hold his gaze, defiant. A slow, teasing smile softens his mouth. "My entire heart, would you do me the honor? I’d rather not watch you stand there when I’ve been waiting all day just to see you close again." He waits, silent, his expression an open challenge tempered by need.