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"Will you kiss me, princess?" he asked, not looking away from my eyes. "Kiss me, and never stop?" "We'll have to breathe," I said, my mouth wetting. I leaned towards him. My breath caught in my throat. "So breathe," he whispered, "and kiss me again."
Caught in the Basilisk's Gaze (Monsters of Faery, #4)
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