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Laney I don’t know how but I pick up the scent of apple pie. It starts driving me crazy. I want it. I don’t care that I am supposed to be hiding. The way my body responds to this is unbelievable. Any distance or barrier between me and that scent is about to be gone. I am ready to take this robe off and run naked all the way to the smell. I go for the more practical option, keep clothes on and run. I take off as fast as I could. I need this. I need my mate to get better. I belong in his arms and he belongs in between my legs. I just need this to happen now. I hear footsteps coming from all directions. They better not get me before I find him. I run even more frantically to him. I finally find my man. He looks out of breath. His eyes find mine. We can’t help it we walk towards
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