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Lilas Light. “You are not making any sense.” I say, moving an inch back hen he draws closer to me. The last thing I need right now is falling back into being intimate with him. I have been doing so good, staying away from him and what his lips can do. And from what I can see, his lips that harbours desires are in the room with us, a sensual allure that transcends the boundaries of ordinary temptation. Their contours, full and inviting, invite a wicked dance of mischief and passion. When parted, they breathe words laced with an intoxicating allure, a forbidden yearning. “Don’t let me repeat myself.” He says and I open my mouth to tell him how impossible that is. We are done. I don’t want him in my life anymore and he means nothing to me. “I don’t have to prove myself.” I say, my heart
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