A Love Rekindled
THE WEEKEND VIBES HIT, and I found myself at home, the clock ticking away to 10:13 in the morning. A sudden pang of hunger struck, urging me to venture into the kitchen. Lo and behold, there was Luke, masterfully shirtless, whipping up something magical. His presence was magnetic; my mind yelled, "Don't look!" but my rebellious eyes couldn't resist.
"I might just melt," he quipped, now standing before me. His words from the night before echoed, along with the lingering sensation of his tender kiss.
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