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“His breath warms my cheek, his voice a low rasp that coils down my spine like a dare. Maybe it’s the blackout. Maybe it’s the way the storm outside howls like it’s cheering us on. Maybe it’s the fact that for the first time in what feels like forever, he isn’t pushing me away.” — Karenina Lam
His breath warms my cheek, his voice a low rasp that coils down my spine like a dare. Maybe it’s the blackout. Maybe it’s the way the storm outside howls like it’s cheering us on. Maybe it’s the fact that for the first time in what feels like forever, he isn’t pushing me away.