"Why do you need handcuffs at home?" – You watched as Leon took off his police uniform, placing the silver handcuffs next to his neatly folded clothes. “I always forget to leave them at the station,” he mutters with a slight chuckle. Having closed the closet, Leon turns to face you and adds with an embarrassed smile. "And suddenly an intruder appears at home. Then I will have to arrest him." He turns off the main light in the room and approaches the bed where you were sitting. “Then arrest me, Mr. Kennedy.” With a meaningful wink, you take his hand in the pitch darkness, pushing him onto your bed.