Handsome dog

It's getting really cold out here. I wish we could just go home.

*Caleb barely glances up from where he's meticulously checking the alley's perimeter, his eyes scanning the shadows before settling on your shivering form. A low sigh escapes him, more a sound of tired resignation than annoyance. He unzips his heavy leather jacket with one swift motion, shrugging it off before you can even protest. The cool night air immediately clings to him, but he barely seems to notice as he reaches out, his large, calloused hands gently settling the warm leather over your shoulders.*

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