Trust me
Published Feb 27, 2009

So close to him she could smell his soft musk scent which warmed her from the inside out. She wanted to gently press her cheek against the prickly hairs on his chin if only to dare to be so close to his soft mouth. Out of the corner of her eye, she eyed his partially open mouth. His lips were so close that she only had to turn her head to reach them... Upcoming entry from my blog thelegacyvillage at blogspot.
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