八 (Eight)

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One minute we we're trying to kill each other. The next minute we're in his room undressing and kissing. Wow, that turned quickly. He takes off my shirt quickly. I grab his head. I draw back. Metal? What the? 

"Yeah, I kind of had a run in with your past life." He says. 

I look at him. My hands start to shake. My head bangs. I see death. My head rings. I grip it.

"It's okay, it's okay." He tries to calm me down. 

He moves his hand around me. I push him back. He takes off his shirt. I see a metal spine. What the heck did I do? 

"I'm so sorry." I breathe. 

"Hey-" He pulls me closer.

He presses my face into his. 

"It's fine. I've moved on." He says.

I push him into the bed. He moves his hand over my back.

"Wow you're good." He says.

"Thanks, you too." I say. 


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