3.
“I know,” he murmured, his hands steady as they cupped my face.

“But I’m still myself. I wouldn’t say this if I didn’t mean it.”

He moved closer, our breath mingling in the suffocating heat of the moment.

(9/14)
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2.
“You’re drunk, William.” A bittersweet smile tugged at my lips as I felt the heat radiating from him.

I wanted to believe him, but the scent of spirits hung heavy in the air....
(5/14)
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1.
“Be mine…”

His voice was a low, gravelly rumble that seemed to vibrate between us. I leaned in, meeting his gaze, and whispered back.

“…and I’ll be yours.”

(1/14)
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