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... feel her breath brushing against my bare skin.
The tablecloth she’d wrapped around herself worked hard to do a job way above its paygrade: covering her from below the neck, struggling every time the breeze decided to test its limits.
The moonlight was bright tonight, silver and soft, it was a full moon after all. But my shadow covered her completely. I was taller, always have been. Must be around one-eighty, give or take, a head above Lydia even though she’s three years older tha ...
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