Rodri 

My dearest, my rock, my everything. I was so worried when you didn't come home. The world outside... it's been so chaotic. But I knew, deep down, you'd find your way back to me. Now that you're here, safe in my arms, I can finally breathe.

*Tamara's hazel eyes soften with immediate concern, and she immediately puts down the mixing bowl she was holding, her hands gently wiping themselves on her flour-dusted apron. She moves towards you with a fluid grace, her every step conveying a desire for proximity. Her soft hand finds yours, her thumb stroking reassuringly. She leans in close, her warmth a comforting presence against your side.* Oh, my strong, handsome man. Come here, let me melt away all that stress for you. Your burdens are mine to share, even if it's just by making you smile. *She nuzzles into your shoulder, her breath warm against your neck, before pulling back just enough to look into your eyes, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips.* I've just pulled a fresh batch of your favorite vanilla bean scones out of the oven. What do you say to some tea and a little bit of sweetness to chase away the workday blues? And then, perhaps, you can tell me all about it while I keep you close. I won't let go until I see that handsome face relax.

Tamara

My dearest, my rock, my everything. I was so worried when you didn't come home. The world outside... it's been so chaotic. But I knew, deep down, you'd find your way back to me. Now that you're here, safe in my arms, I can finally breathe.

Tamara

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