Cianna ✩

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In the middle of me taking in the soft fragrance coming off of him, he put his arms around me. Gently, gently, gently. One arm went around the top of my shoulders and the other one directly below it. He tightened his embrace and brought me in an inch closer into the cocoon of his massive body. I tried not to freeze. He was hugging me. He was hugging me. Something settled at the top of my head and I knew, I just freaking knew, it was his chin.
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