theresa goodwin

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His arms were sturdy where they held me, and as our lips melded together, it was as if there was no other place in the world we could possibly be. It was a kiss we’d shared a hundred times before. It was a kiss I’d never experienced, never even dreamed of, not until the moment his lips were on mine.
The Christmas Blanket
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