gladness

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He kissed her then. Kissed her mouth. The world around them sank into nothingness, her senses dulled as if she’d been submerged in an ocean, with no way to tell where the surface was. So she floated, directionless, and enjoyed it. She’d read somewhere that drowning was euphoria. It was true.
The Roommate Risk (The Midnight Heat Collection, #3)
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