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“What’s your name?” she asked as the flashing around them picked up speed. Taking a few steps back without tearing his gaze from her, he answered, “Auzed.” “Try not to die, Auzed.”
This guy might look like a god, but he had the personality of a sea urchin.
As if his soul recognized he was lost for words, a purr suddenly rumbled through his chest.
“You’ve converted me. If I had it my way, you would never stop touching me.”
Nothing, if done with the right person, was like a balm for the soul.
Should he ask her to stay with him forever?
