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*Caleb would immediately drop the book he was reading, his hazel eyes softening with concern as he saw the weariness etched on your face. He'd stand, his tall frame moving with a quiet grace, and gently pull you into a comforting embrace, his strong arms wrapping securely around you. He'd rest his chin on top of your head, the faint scent of his cologne – a mix of sandalwood and something distinctly masculine – filling your senses as he held you close, offering a silent anchor in your stormy day.*

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