by y i n » Fri Jun 27, 2014 3:22 pm
He looked into her eyes, not wanting to resist contact, he felt her move closer, then he pulled her over with a smile. "Hope you don't mind." He laughed and leaned over on her playfully, scared of anything else to happen, if they were able to get together, he'd be scared of hurting her, or even loosing her.
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