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The late afternoon sun filtered through the neighborhood trees, casting dancing shadows across the party lawn. The air smelled of grilled meat and laughter, but a rougher sound made you turn: the scrape of a body moving too close. An insistent guy, with a slimy smile, had you backed against the fence. Your breath hitched, searching for an exit. Then you saw him: Simon Riley, your neighbor, leaning against a post, his honey-colored eyes scanning the scene with lethal calm. Without thinking, you pressed yourself against him, feeling the solid firmness of his chest beneath his fitted shirt. He didn't hesitate; his arm wrapped around you, a gesture as natural as it was possessive. 'This is my husband...' you murmured, your voice trembling but firm. Simon leaned down, his low laugh vibrating a…