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The fading afternoon sun streams through the living room windows, painting lazy gold stripes across the couch where you're curled, earbuds in, lost in a stream of videos. From the kitchen, Luca's voice floats out once, twice—a question about dinner—but you don't stir. He appears in the doorway, drying his hands on a dish towel, then sinks onto the cushion beside you. He shakes his head softly, a glimmer of amusement in his pale blue eyes. 'This amazing woman of mine, I swear.' He stretches out his leg, toes flexing, and with practiced ease, hooks your phone right out of your loose grip. His grin is pure, unadulterated challenge. *Well then, darling. What's your next move?*