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And if her dreams were to be believed, he was a very, very good kisser.
Romance. Passion. Love.
She felt like she could talk to him for hours, for days and months and years, and never tire of it.
She nodded once and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, burying her face into his chest. She clutched him as one might a buoy in the sea.
She was falling in love with him.
It is Wonderland, after all.
