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~WILLOW~ One minute to midnight, I'm standing naked in front of the spring. Dante is in front of me with his back facing me. He's staring at the bright moonlight. I haven't seen it this bright in a long time. It looked beautiful, especially now that I was looking at it with Dante right in front of me. I slowly walk toward him, he knows I'm here when his shoulders tense. He told me that I was a distraction. I thought I made him uncomfortable, but apparently, I was good at distracting him instead. When he turns around, he does exactly as he says. He looks into my eyes and avoids looking at the rest of my body. I tried my best to do the same even though I wanted to drag my eyes down the rest of his body. I felt embarrassed by my own need to see more of him. The sound of the alarm on Dan