Mist
“I said no strings attached.”
“I think you’re bewitching me, because I can’t get you out of my head,” I said, with a smile.
“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” she said, and raked her nails over my chest.
“On the contrary, you are much too good,” I said, and she shifted her position to sit upright.
“It’s not like I can get you out of my head, either,” she said. She stood up and my eyes followed her as she walked to the counter, and picked up my amulet, and handed it to me.
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