For a bite
For a time, we sat in silence, listening to the crackle of the coals.
Swat slipped into a low-key song. Long Way Home was the first song that came to mind when I heard it.
No words left my mouth as I watched him run his fingertips up and down my arm, sending shivers down my spine.
“When you sing to me, it makes me feel very special,” she said. Smile
No, I didn't turn around and look back.
A simple—I know—is all it takes.
-Thank you-.
Justin, thanks, but there's no need to thank me.
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