Peter Arnold

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Waking in the gray twilight of dawn, I kissed her tenderly, unable to hold the words inside any longer. “I love you, Morgan,” I murmured into her ear. Morgan merely smiled before opening her eyes and staring into my own. “Oh, Colby,” she said, reaching up to touch my mouth. “I love you, too.”
Dreamland
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