Trouvaille
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his curls were laying all over his face and his face was squished into the pillow. I so badly just wanted to curl up under his arms but I knew I shouldn't. I always thought that my day would end here but I didn't think that I would be looking at this man in the same bed as me. I still couldn't believe it.
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