Only I Can Have You
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MatureOngoing19m
Last published Sat, Sep 2, 2017
{Is that who I think it is?} Draco thought aloud to himself. Sitting in a private booth, at a small café down the road from his family's mansion, he adjusted his eyes in hopes of a better view of the girl standing in line. Her hair just as ebony as the night, tall and slender but ever so toned and her skin oh so smooth and soft as Egyptian cotton... studying the girl harder..{She sways from side to side impatiently as she did...could it be}..Shaking his head, he frowned {Damn it. What could it hurt to just call her name and she is she turns around? Odds are it isn't even her} he thought. Deep down though he knew it was her, the only girl to ever understand him, to ever listen and care for him...to ever love him truly... Standing up, he took a deep breath *sigh* "Draya Diamond...it's been a long time..."
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