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Pequeño adelanto de Holding 12 (en inglés, porque queda aesthetic):
Patrick pulled back slightly, his eyes blazing into mine, his expression fierce and determined. "I will always, always love you, Steph. So get used to it, baby. Get used to being loved by me. Because it's going to be a fucking lifetime of loving you... I want to love you in every way that matters, GinGin. In every way that counts. I want to love you until the world falls away and there's nothing left but you and me and this... this thing between us that's too big and too strong and too fucking perfect to ignore any longer. I want to love you in the bedroom, in the afternooks of the day when the sun is setting and painting the sky in brilliant hues of orange and pink. I want to love you in the mornings, in the harsh light of day, when there's nowhere to hide and no place to run..."
His breath was warm against my skin, raising goosebumps in my cheeks, and I didn't even know that was physically possible.
"I want to love you in the kitchen, with flour dusting our bare skin and the scent of fresh bread filling the air. I want to love you in the living room, in front of the fireplace, with you tucked my arm. I want to love you. Forever."
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