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When he fought, he was given release. When he drove, he was given freedom. When he looked at Emma, he was given memories.
He just had a feeling. Strange and unexplainable as it was. His gut was never wrong.
“You got under my skin, Emmy. I liked that you were there. I couldn’t cut you out, even if I tried.”
It was beautiful. When she said his name, it was addictive. He wanted more. Whispered, needy, and stupid. She called for him. And he wanted more of it.
