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Thirty three.
Santorini National Airport, Greece.
Sunday, 12th November 2018.12:00pm...As soon as they landed at the private part of the airport, the cold breeze kissed their skin, forgetting their cardigans in the Private jet. Mashkur removed his leather jacket and wrap it around her before going back into the plane to bring their cardigans.
Coming out with her pink fluffy cardigan and his own thick golden brown, he wrapped his arms around her shoulder and pushed her into him before taking her right hand and tugging it into his huge jacket and thrust his into the left side so that they're flushed into one heat supply.
He smiled down at her before kissing the crown of her head as she leaned into his arms, head whole height stopped around his arm and elbow so he's looking down at her. She look up at him and gave him a heart melting smile.
After the dinner which was yesterday, they went ba
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