Several divorce demands later, Y/N’s teetering on the edge. She’s done, for real this time— except her ridiculously handsome cop husband thinks she’s joking. Again. Now she’s serious, he’ll have to dig deep and prove he’s still the man she fell in love with years ago.

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The front door swings open with a familiar groan, and Rocket steps into the cool dark of the house. The air smells like lavender and something sweet—a candle his wife had lit that morning, probably. He kicks off his boots by the mat, one after the other, and tosses his keys into the ceramic bowl on the entryway table. The bowl is new. He hasn't seen it before.

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