She Writes Her Own Heartbeat
Benjamin murmured, his voice rich with amusement as he guided me out, "have breached your own integrity clause."
"It's a celebratory exemption," I slurred, giggling into his shoulder. "Term Nine: The Chief Integrity Advisor reserves the right to occasional, utterly delightful inebriation."
I recall the cool night air hitting my face, the feeling of Benjamin’s strong arms completely supporting my weight, and the sound of his low laughter as he settled me into the backseat of the waiting car. After that, the memories are fragmented, disconnected flashes of light and warmth.
I remember a dizzying, rocking motion, the scent of the tropical flowers as we arrived back at the pousada, and the overw
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