[ It sure is, and that finger turns into a palm against his cheek, a rake through his hair and down to the nape of his neck. She remains firmly seated upon him as she leans in, a lock of golden hair falling over her shoulders.
Along with that, she continues to give the bare bones of her reasons, her expression serious, her eyes sharp. ]
Our past isn't so important as others'. You're making a mistake.
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Along with that, she continues to give the bare bones of her reasons, her expression serious, her eyes sharp. ]
Our past isn't so important as others'. You're making a mistake.