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A Pack Of Vows and Tears

Chapter 7 7

Word Count: 848    |    Released on: 16/05/2023

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just about to drift off when I he

head dipped to the curve of my neck, and he inhaled me

w cold. I'd even washed my hair. I guessed soap couldn't remedy the magical mating scent. Come tomorrow,

d his tongue up the column of my neck, making me shi

st mine, hard and demanding. Even though I was worn

against his chest and unglued my lips from his. "I might sm

e floor by my flannel armchair, kicked off his jeans, and finally dr

I didn't move. Barely dared breathe. Even my heart held perfectly still.

ed waist. He smiled brazenly as he observed my perplexed expression. And th

ripped his waist or clawed his back or done something with my fingers, but I couldn't get them to move. I'd never b

rough my mind, and my stomach tightened. I squeezed my lids shut,

, Liam," I sai

t do

ght." My breaths were coming out in short spur

d down. Up and down. "We don't

against him, where he held me until my c

ight, or do you w

ay." I raked my hair bac

to stay too." He kis

e room for him. He clicked off the lamp on my

the elders?" I asked him

ng there is to know

eve you're Al

at." He slid his nose d

they know wher

ed his car

"Denver? What would h

't k

c festival and then kissed at Tracy's Bar and Grille, maybe she was from Denver? She was a student at UCB-the only

d sleep, not a cross-examination, but I couldn't h

stroy the s

sti

ssilize

o a straight line. "I'm

between our bo

and valuable things a

"It's just vile, sm

t fight about it. Not tonight. I'll never use it, I promise." He rolle

se might." I pr

" he g

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