Hell, when you met him, he was already living with me. I'll try to do better. Hands, hands everywhere, and the sound of clothing ripping. I looked at him.
13I'd never embraced the ardeur before. They were golden brown, and the smell of them filled the kitchen. I pulled Damian down to us and whispered, Kiss me. That one percent chance suddenly seemed like it wasn't good odds.
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