The Seasons We Spent
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- Votos 7
- Partes 7
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Última publicación mar, jun 13, 2023
As he gently cupped my face with his soft hands, I felt my breath start to leave my lungs. His deep brown eyes looked into my own. My cheeks became flushed to a dark shade of red, and I tried to look away but his warmth kept me longing for more. He then carefully traced his thumb over my lower lip and sighed.
"You wanted to know the reason why I am in love with you?" I nodded and slowly brought up my hands to cover his.
"That would complete my life. So," I paused, "tell me."
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