My fingers gripped his sweaty T-shirt. I kept kissingEagan until he groaned softly in his sleep.__ love you,_ I murmured against his lips.I moved away from him. I forced myself to stand, Igrabbed my guitar case and I left.On the bus, I kept licking my lips; I tasted him, the saltof his sweat, and a hint of cinnamon.
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Petra March
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A Veil of Glass and Rain
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