4 parts Complete Mature“If tongues could heal wounds deeply imbedded in a persons soul, his would be putting me back together again. Sealing the scars. Urging them away until they were nothing but fading ghosts in the back of my mind. The way he kissed could create miracles. “
“You’re mine, aren’t you?” She asked and I closed my eyes too and relaxed my body against her.
“Yes.”
“You’re not gonna leave?”
“No.”
“You love me?” She whispered and I felt a small smile tug the corner of my lips.
“Very much.”
“Then don’t let me run.”
I kissed her softly, letting myself feel that she was real and believe it. “If you run, I’ll chase you.”
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