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“Hey,” he replied, setting the glass down. “You’re home early.”

Reagan grinned, standing up and stretching his arms overhead. “Good. I’ve been planning a menu all day.” He led her into the kitchen, a space that usually resembled an artist’s studio more than a culinary arena—stainless steel counters, a row of hanging knives, and a fridge plastered with magnets holding sketches and recipe cards. -PureTaboo- Reagan Foxx - Husbandly Duties -26....

Maya nestled against him, her head resting on his chest, feeling the steady thrum of his heart. Reagan’s hand traced lazy circles on her back, a rhythm that echoed the gentle beat of the music in the background. He pressed a soft kiss to her temple, the taste of bourbon lingering on his lips. “Hey,” he replied, setting the glass down

He reached for the bourbon bottle, pouring two generous glasses, the amber liquid swirling like molten gold. He led her back to the couch, the soft cushions inviting them to sink in. He poured the bourbon over their shoulders, letting the warm liquid soak into their skin, the scent of vanilla and oak mingling with the lingering fragrance of the dinner. I’ve been planning a menu all day