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We stand there staring into each other's eyes wanting more, he takes a step closer to me taking my hand in his. Slowly taking his other hand to the side of my face cupping my cheeks bringing me closer to his lips. My breath hitches when I see his tongue trace over the bottom lip, watching the pattern of his tongue as he tugs my body closer to him. He presses his body into mine as I look back up to his eyes, so green it reminds me of a spring evening. He slowly leans down watching me, I trace my tongue over my lips and he makes a sound so effective it makes my world stop spinning and never wanting this moment to end. He's so close I feel his warm breath on my lips and a faint smell of whiskey travels through the air. I close my eyes ready for what is about to happen next, feeling the cold winter breeze tickle my neck I inhale looking up into the eyes staring back at me. Nevr wanting this moment to end, wanting him to hold me until the day I take my last breath. Then my world goes black and those eyes disappear into the dark.
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