Why are you making this so hard? Love should be hard, Anita, or what is it worth? You taught me that all these months in your bed, with your body against mine and no release. Just hold it. It was thicker than it used to be, but most of the additions were things that would keep me out of jail and wouldn't do a damn thing for Avery's health. By the thin flashlight beams and the incandescent flare of holy fire I saw what there was to see.
I shook my head. I really tried. I kissed, ever so gently, each of those smooth hollows, like tiny shallow cups in his skin. In effect, by stealing away your ardeur, I weakened you tonight.
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