"I pulled the cover over me and he laid down beside me, his body pressed against my back there wasn't a part of us that wasn't touching and he slowly wrapped his strong arm around my waist. His skin was cold. I shivered slightly before wrapping my hand around his, our fingers intertwining and I realized then that sometimes you just had to feel the cold, before you could touch the sun."
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