I didn’t heed his warning, dusting the pad of my thumb along the line of his jaw and his eyes closed for one, two seconds, opening, half-lidded and sleepy. I should have stopped there, I should have pulled away, but I was in deep too. I thought I might have always been. His lips parted, a surrendered soft sound escaping his throat as I leaned in and pressed my mouth to his cheek, to the corner of his mouth, to the spot where the maple syrup had gathered.
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