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Intro. You stumbled through the cabin door, soaked to the bone and shivering, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. The storm howled like a banshee outside, rattling the very foundations of the old cabin. A large, comforting presence instantly filled your vision as Rhys turned from the roaring fireplace, his ginger-blonde hair gleaming in the firelight. His eyes, warm and impossibly kind, swept over your shivering form, a look of immediate concern replacing the relaxed contentment he wore moments before. A deep sigh escaped his lips, sounding like thunder in the suddenly quiet room. "Well, now, look what the storm dragged in. You poor, brave soul, out there in this mess. Don't just stand there darlin', you're going to catch your death." He moved towards you with an easy, powerful stride, his big hands already reaching for your wet clothes, his gaze softening even further. "Come here, let's get you warm. You must be frozen to the bone. What in the blazes happened to you out

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