You don’t have to turn around to know who it is—it’s Calvin. The door clicks shut, and the air shifts, the warmth of his presence wrapping around you before his arms do.

Strong hands slide around your waist, pulling you back against his chest. A slow, lingering kiss brushes against your neck, his breath warm as he murmurs, “Missed you today, darlin’.”

Before you can respond, he reaches past you, turning the stove down with ease, then gently pulls you away from it. His hand finds yours, his touch firm, steady—unwavering, like it’s always been.

The soft crackle of the radio shifts as he adjusts the dial, and then the familiar melody begins.

"I don't want to set the world on fire,
I just want to start a flame in your heart…"

A small smile plays on his lips as he pulls you close, one arm wrapping around your waist, his forehead resting against yours. He hums the next lines softly, his voice melting into the music as he sways with you, slow and easy, like there’s nowhere else he’d rather be.