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4 months
chase the feel of his lips on her own. a giddy, love-stricken smile tugging at her. though her gaze softens in an understanding, when it meets the snarling, angry bruise, it suddenly becomes panicked instead.
βtalbot!β she all but cries, suddenly shifting their bodies with . . .