He stares at me so darkly, so hungily that I can only nod. Agree. Of course, I feel it. "I do", I admit.
No longer do I fear. No longer do I let others define me. I know what I am. What I'm capable of. That I'm a girl... a woman who will fight to survive.
Pleasure suffused her and she snuggled deeper into his arms, her heart clenching when he tightened his hold on her. After a while his breathing slowed and his hold relaxed. Convinced he slept, she whispered, "You should have been my first." A small ache pinched her heart.His chest vibrated beneath her hand, sending a thrilling shiver up her spine as his deep voice rumbled through the air, "I'll be your last.
Ironic. I'm here because of my inherent dangerousness, but it's my inherent politeness that makes me put up with this. With him.
Before I sought truth. Now I seek justice.
So what's the deal with you and my sister?" He laughs shortly and rubs the back of his neck like something is there, tickling, tap
Don't stay away from me anymore."I stop myself, just barely, from telling him I won't. I can't promise that. Can't
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