“You deserve to feel true love,” he said finally as his thumb began to trace the inside of her palm. Her breathing shallowed, trying to focus on the light show. “You deserve to feel adored.” His thumb stroked the inside of her wrist. “To feel pleasure.” It came to rest back on her palm. He paused. “To feel a love where they’re the first you look for in every room.”
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Imani Erriu,
Heavenly Bodies