“While you can take any shape you want, your true form is the one I prefer. So no, not even on your best day.” My form shimmered, my bronzed glow replacing the pink-hued skin. Thick dark curls spilled over my shoulders, the ends tickling my lower back. I pulled away and glanced up at him. This time, when he looked at me, that swirling emotion I had expected to see deepened in his eyes. “There’s my girl.” “There’s my girl.” I raised up on my tiptoes, my lips brushing across his in a chaste kiss. “Now that,” he made a noise in the back of his throat as his thumb danced back and forth over my
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