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Seventy-Nine: Moonlight and Other Confessions

Penulis: J.V.Noel
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Adam Lewiston

The city was quiet in that rare, sacred kind of way that only came after midnight. The kind where even London held its breath. We sat at the bow of the boat, the deck beneath us humming gently as it drifted down the Thames. The water shimmered under the moonlight, liquid silver carrying secrets only the two of us would hear tonight.

Our coats had long been discarded, draped somewhere behind us. The sleeves of our shirts were rolled just above the elbows—mine wrinkled and soft from the breeze, his folded neatly like he didn’t know how effortlessly he was undoing me. Two buttons undone. Skin just barely revealed. It shouldn’t have mattered. It did. The bottle of wine sat between us, half-empty now. Our glasses tilted in our hands like afterthoughts. Neither of us spoke.

But I couldn't stop watching him.

Lillium Roosevelt—this soft-mouthed, sharp-witted, maddening contradiction of a man. He sat beside me like he belonged to the night. Elbows on his knees, fingers curled gen
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