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“Oh.” I touch my cheeks. “You licked me.” He laughs and leans over, giving a tiny tongue swipe to my hand. “You’re very lickable.” I try to hit him. He laughs harder and grabs my hands. “No fair! Mere mortal against werewolf,” I complain. “Fine.” He lets go, but first he kisses my fingers, each of them. I sigh happily.” — Carrie Jones
Oh.” I touch my cheeks. “You licked me.”
He laughs and leans over, giving a tiny tongue swipe to my hand. “You’re very lickable.”
I try to hit him. He laughs harder and grabs my hands.
“No fair! Mere mortal against werewolf,” I complain.
“Fine.”
He lets go, but first he kisses my fingers, each of them. I sigh happily.