Give Him Back

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She touched the tip of his nose ever so lightly, hoping to keep him a while. She closed her eyes, gently kissing his lids. She brushed her fingers down his cheek and across his jaw. Her butterfly lashes fluttered at his forehead. And then she had to give him back.

 

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