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Lucy.

Late Noon. Hours Later…

I sit at my work counter, and I can’t stem the flood of memories that keep crashing over me like relentless waves.

Chase. His tongue all over me. His lips all over me. The whole of yesterday during Valentine’s Day.

The delicate kisses. The tenderness. His attention to every detail as he asked me questions about myself.

And then this morning, before I showered.

And the way he bathed me in the shower, despite that distracted look he had. He didn’t tell me why he was
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