Selfless // p.l
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  • Reads 3,107
  • Votes 103
  • Parts 4
  • Time 28m
Ongoing, First published Mar 25, 2016
M a r g o t: 
She stared at him across the clearing, her fingers itching to feel his warmth beneath her ice cold finger tips. The heat of his gaze surging a pulse of pleasure within. She smiled, adoring the broad-shouldered-shapeshifter. Paul's stern expression softened, his lip tipped up as he leaned against the bark of the tree. Margot stepped back, grinning wickedly and wiggling her fingers in a pathetic wave as she stepped away from the clearing and walked away. The soft gaze fresh in her memory, she smiled to herself.
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