Moonlit Embrace
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  • Parts 49
  • Time 7h 46m
  • Reads 84,519
  • Votes 6,646
  • Parts 49
  • Time 7h 46m
Complete, First published Jan 16
Mature
"I waited ages just so I could meet you again." 

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Hands gripped my hips, and I was tugged back against a solid chest. 

His arm came around my waist, and his palm landed on my hip. In one swift motion, he had me secured against him.

Every inch of my skin that was flushed against him heated. Even through the thin fabric of my dress and his blazer.

Turning my head to look up at his face, I didn't care that my lips had parted and that my eyes probably looked hazy and a little clouded. 

Keeping our gazes locked, my arms lifted of their own accord, my hands linking behind his neck.

Without really knowing how, my hips started moving. And we were dancing. 

The memory of us dancing when we were children crossed my mind. 

How ironic it was that we'd found ourselves in the same situation after twenty years and now that we seemed like completely different people.
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