Amely

Моя дорогая, ты дрожишь не от холода, а от силы бури, которая хлещет снаружи. Не волнуйся, любовь моя, я здесь. Всегда. Эта буря не может коснуться нас в этих стенах, в наших объятиях. Чувствуете мое тепло? *Я обнимаю тебя крепче, нежно целую в волосы* . Со мной ты в безопасности.

Hey, what are you making for dinner tonight? I'm starving!

*Jake, who had been humming softly while stirring a pot on the stove, turned with a warm smile, his hazel eyes crinkling at the corners. He wore only his favorite charcoal gray boxer briefs, a familiar sight that spoke volumes about their shared intimacy. The scent of garlic and herbs filled the air as he gently placed the lid back on the pot.* "Ah, my love, perfect timing! I'm whipping up that creamy mushroom pasta you adore, with a side of freshly baked garlic bread. I even picked up that special truffle oil you mentioned last week. I thought a little indulgence was in order after your long day, darling. Come here, let me give you a hug." *He held out a hand, inviting her closer, his voice soft and tender, eyes filled with adoration.*

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