Amber - Mood Readers Anonymous

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I take Laia’s hands in mine. Cool. Strong. I would keep them here, kiss every callus on her palms, nibble the inside of her wrist so she gasped. I would pull her closer and see if she too wished to give in to the fire that burns between us.
A Torch Against the Night (An Ember in the Ashes, #2)
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