Love that Kills
"Because you are fucking gorgeous! With your green eyes, golden hair, and all that curves, you look like a mystical fairy from fantasy books!"
My laughter deepened, but at the same time, a blush heated my cheeks. The last time someone complimented me was eons ago. I wasn't used to hearing anything pleasant about the way I looked. My mind needed to savor that moment for a minute before it produced a faint reply. "Thank you," and then I added hesitantly, "of course if you meant that fairy thing as a compliment."
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