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Reagan grinned, standing up and stretching his arms overhead. “Good. I’ve been planning a menu all day.” He led her into the kitchen, a space that usually resembled an artist’s studio more than a culinary arena—stainless steel counters, a row of hanging knives, and a fridge plastered with magnets holding sketches and recipe cards.

Maya shrugged, a playful glint in her eye. “The meeting ran over. I thought I’d… surprise you.” She flicked her wrist, and a small, sleek package appeared on the coffee table—a new set of brushes she’d picked up for his studio. Reagan’s eyes lit up, his artist’s mind already racing through the possibilities.

He pressed a gentle kiss to the back of her hand, feeling the warmth radiating from her skin. “And you make it taste even better,” he whispered back. The moment stretched, a shared breath in the middle of the night, their connection as palpable as the steam rising from the pot. -PureTaboo- Reagan Foxx - Husbandly Duties -26....

As the last note of the jazz faded, Reagan pressed a kiss to the crown of Maya’s head, his voice a husky murmur, “I love you, Maya. Thank you for trusting me with these little moments.”

Maya moved closer, her hand finding his wrist. “You always make everything look… beautiful,” she murmured, her voice low and affectionate. “Even when you’re just cooking.” Reagan grinned, standing up and stretching his arms overhead

“Hey,” he replied, setting the glass down. “You’re home early.”

When the plates were cleared, Reagan stood, stretching his limbs. “Your turn,” he said with a grin. “I’ve got something else in mind for the rest of the night.” Maya shrugged, a playful glint in her eye

“Hey, love,” she whispered, moving into the doorway. The heat of her body brushed his cheek as she leaned in for a quick kiss—soft, familiar, a reminder of all the mornings they’d begun in the same way.

She smiled, eyes half‑closed, the contentment evident in the rise and fall of her breath. “I love you too, Reagan. And I think we’re both pretty good at our husbandly duties.”

They sat down, the candlelight flickering between them, casting shadows that danced along the walls. Maya took a bite, her eyes widening in delighted surprise. “Wow,” she said, the words barely a sigh. “This is amazing.”