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Remembering
Odessa
I pulled on his long braids. His startled reaction told me he really didn’t remember. Creed's eyes searched my face, reading every emotion that I could give him. He tried to read me, but none of it registered to him. My dragon continued to call to his, he responded to mine with such intensity, frustrated that his human form couldn't find me.
All the times we had kissed, he didn't remember the little gestures I used to entice a kiss. Tugging on his hair, he finally bent over and met me while I stood on my dirty toes. He really didn't remember, his eyes continued to stay open. I wasn’t afraid. I was going to carry on the love that we both had for each other and push it back into him. If he had to relearn everything we had done, I would take the time and patience to do so, because he was worth it. He was my mate and I wouldn’t give him up so easily.
I closed my eyes, his lips inches from mine, his head jerked back only for me to push harder
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