The countdown continues.
26 Days Until Trust
Taking her hand, I led her around the coffee table and into the center of the room. I skimmed the tops of her bare shoulders and ghosted down her arms until I was holding her hands in mine. Goose bumps peppered her skin in the wake of my touch. “We should get you out of this dress. As much as I love how you look in it, you’ll be much more comfortable sleeping with it off.”
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