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“Esma.” Reed whispered in my ear, I nuzzled into his chest. I was leaning against his chest, my eyes were closed, his hands wrapped around me. I felt ecstasy, joy, relieve. “Hey, we have to return to the hotel, you have to attend the meeting, right?” he whispered. I groaned. Jeez, let me sleep, just for a few minutes. “Hurry up.” He said and soon I felt his warmth abandoning my body. Slowly the outside world invaded my senses, and oh my, what an invasion. I felt like I was floating, my limbs soft and languid, utterly spent. Now, only I realize I was laying on the fresh meadows, Reed’s scent strong in the surrounding. Fresh cardamom and strawberries with the smell of fresh meadows, the most intoxicating scent of the planet. I blink twice and turned, he was already in his jeans, and butt