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"I’d like that"

Myka tried to s to the last"

"I’lad she was" Spike put his thuht you to ht over the place where his heart lay "Mate of my heart," she echoed

"I love you, Myka" Spike kissed her low

"I love you, Eron"

Spike’s arhtened around her at the sound of his real nauar tattoos moved with his eain, this kiss tinged ildness

The ht, Spike carried Myka to the bed oneher with bliss

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