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He usted sound and pulls ht there" With his ar down at me

"You are every bit as beautiful as the day I first saw you in that pub" He chuckles "When you stuck your book inmy forehead to his chest "You make it sound dirty"

I feel his lips on the top of my head "I like to think it was dirty The best kind of foreplay It certainly reeledback again, looking atYou’re not as beautiful as that day You’re even more exquisite now"

He kisses the tip of my nose

"More beautiful than when I enty-five?" I ask doubtfully

"Oh, definitely" Henry sighs, and brushes my hair back "You’re a woman now" His knuckle strokes lance away, blushing, but Henry chases aze

"…a beloved Queen"

My eyes drift back up to his and his loving fingers caress entle sincerity "Watching you becoe of my whole life, Sarah"

The sweetest tenderness swells in " I tease "I’e"

"No" Henry shakes his head, kissing the inside of my wrist, where his name is etched beneath my skin "No Evenlove that I feel for this , expands in ainst hih "Oh, Henry"

He bends his head and takes my mouth in a kiss hot with passion and need I feel his ar me up and closer My hands ski us in aelse can reach us And we taste each other deeply, kiss with the joy of the very first ti moments later, I slidehis ear

And I whisper, "This is how Gilbert got here I told you it was your fault"

Henry laughs into my neck, devilish and unrepentant as ever And then he carries me to bed

The End…for now

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TANGLED

Do you see that unshowered, unshaven heap on the couch? The guy in the dirty gray T-shirt and ripped sweatpants?

That’s me, Drew Evans

I’m not usually like this I roomed, my chin is clean-shaven, and my black hair is slicked back at the sides in a way I’ve been told erous but professional My suits are handmade I wear shoes that cost ht now The shades are drawn, and the furniture gloith a bluish hue from the television The tables and floor are littered with beer bottles, pizza boxes, and empty ice cream tubs That’s not my real apartirl come by twice a week And it has every -boy toy you can think of: surround sound, satellite speakers, and a big-screen plas for more The decor is modern-- lots of black and stainless steel-- and anyone who enters knows a ht now isn’t the real me

I have the flu Influenza

Have you ever noticed some of the worst sicknesses in history have a lyrical sound to them? Words like malaria, diarrhea, cholera Do you think they do that on purpose? Tothat dropped out of your dog’s ass?