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37: Salt, Steam, and Surprises

Author: A.H. Hassan
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-11-04 14:52:37

Vorian’s POV

The couch is warm beneath us.

Zephyr’s head rests on my chest.

His breath is slow.

My fingers trace his back. Soft circles.

The ocean waves crash outside. Steady. Calm.

The house is quiet. Dark. Perfect. Salt air drifts in.

The windows are open wide. Stars shine bright.

I kiss his hair. Soft.

“Shower,” I say.

My voice is low. Tired.

He smiles. His eyes sparkle.

“With you?” he asks. His voice is playful.

“Always,” I say. I grin.

“Unless you want cold water alone.”

He laug
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