Caitlyn Lockhart

My fingers played with the green fur, still as soft as it was when it was on his chest. I burrowed myself into his skin, sinking into the chair as I inhaled his scent again. He was so warm, so inviting. Absolutely perfect. I grabbed the sleeve made from his arm and wrapped it around my chest, leaning into it. “Now, we can be together. Forever.”
Caitlyn Lockhart
Yupp. You did.
Mean One
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