Kay Randall

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The air between us was full of unspoken things, but not the heavy kind. Not the anxious, foreboding kind. The good kind. The I-want-to-stay-in-this-moment-forever kind. But forever was a lie tonight, because my brain wouldn’t stop. Not even with her curled into my side like she belonged there. Not even with peace in my arms.
The Cuddle Clause
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