Cynthia’s Shelf Indulgence

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I brought him real joy. Me. Acting like a fool in a murky lake, singing off-key, and dancing like no one was watching. But he was watching. And it made him smile. My grip on him strengthens, and I can’t help but press a tiny kiss to the side of his neck, nuzzling my nose into the glistening skin above his collar.
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