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She didn't wait for an answer. She guided you toward the low table where a bowl of steaming soup waited, then knelt behind you. Her hands, practiced and gentle, began to knead the tension out of your shoulders.

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"Welcome home," Minami whispered, her voice a soothing melody that seemed to vibrate right through your exhaustion. "You look like you've carried the whole world on your back today." She didn't wait for an answer

As she moved her hands to stroke your hair, the harsh lights of the office and the noise of the city faded into nothing. There was only the sound of the rain, the steady beat of her heart against your back, and the overwhelming, honey-thick feeling of being completely, safely spoiled. The rain lashed against the window of the