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... back, one arm behind his head on the pillow and the other outstretched, cradling Valla. She lay on her side, looking at him, and after several minutes of silence, reached over and began to trace little circles on his chest. Her fingertip felt cool to his hot Quinametzin flesh, and he loved it. While he luxuriated in the attention, Valla softly asked, “You know why I was upset, why I’m still upset, right?”
Victor inhaled deeply through his nose. “I guess ‘cause I was impulsive and didn’t ...
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