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Loving A Demon
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Ongoing, First published May 21, 2018
"What are you thinking about?" Damon broke into her thoughts. 
"Nothing"
"Tell me the truth. Are you afraid to tell me how you feel about me?" he said so that their eyes met fully
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She swallowed hard. "No, its not"
"Then what?!"
Her lips met his, shocking  him to the core. 
When their lips disentangled, she looked at him with tears in her eyes. 
"Its because I love you".............
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