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He Raised His Hand, Hesitant, Conflict Raging In His Eyes, And Then Swiftly Brushed The Length Of My Cheekbone With His Fingertips. His Skin Was As Icy As Ever, But The Trail His Fingers Left On My Skin Was Alarmingly Warm - Like I'd Been Burned, But Didn't Feel The Pain Of It Yet.

She Was Thinking What I Think She Was Thinking, Wasn't She?

Yeah, I’ll Always Be Your Friend. No Matter What You Love.

You Can Have Me The Way I Am — Bad Behavior Included — Or Not At All.

From That First Little Touch, The Whole World Had Shifted. Where Before There Was Just One Thing I Could Not Live Without, Now There Were Two. There Was No Division – My Love Was Not Split Between Them Now; It Wasn’t Like That. It Was More Like My Heart Had Grown, Swollen Up To Twice Its Size In That Moment. All That Extra Space, Already Filled. The Increase Was Almost Dizzying.