“You kiss like you dance,”
“Terribly?” He laughed, but it was low and deep in his throat, half a growl, as he stole another kiss again. “Like someone waiting to be asked. You can just dance, Lemon. You can take the lead.”
“And you’ll follow?”
“To the moon and back,”
suddenly the flowers are blooming and the birds are chirping and i'm in love.
— Apr 14, 2025 10:12AM
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