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He stopped me by closing the door just as I opened it, I leaned down and gently pressed my head against the door frame.
"Don't go." He said.
"Why should I stay?"
I could feel him leaning down pressing his forehead to the back of my head, almost deciding if he should leave a kiss or not. I turned, facing him; he swept the small tear drop off my daisy white skin. He leaned down seductively, the smooth blushing skin of his full lips tasting my neck; I sighed in anticipation.
"I promise," He said to me, his voice like always, quiet and like velvet. "Don't go."
What would I be saying if I left? He looked down at my lips, a crease appeared between my eyebrows. I wanted him so bad, I dreamt of him in tranquility.