Mary Weber Quotes
He Skims His Fingers Across My Neck To Move Aside My Long Braid, And I Try Not To Remember The Protective Look On His Face From Earlier Or Notice His Earthy Scent Or The Way My Rib Cage Squirms As He Leans In, Like I've Got A Trapped Butterfly In There.
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