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... orny for no reason at all? Yep. That was today. Sunday.
I cracked my eyes open and the first thing I saw wasn’t the ceiling, or the light trying to sneak past the curtains—it was her. Celestia.
She was curled into my side, breathing soft and steady, wearing one of my shirts. Not buttoned all the way, of course. That would’ve been too easy. No, a few buttons undone, just enough to tease, just enough to remind me what I couldn’t stop wanting. The fabric had slipped, revealing the s ...
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