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"Fast," I finish for her "It’s okay Don’t apologize Never apologize"

I rub my eyes and scrub a hand overin e Breanna to lie next to ainstdrape over ers knot in her hair and I kiss her lips several times Each of the kisses soft Each of them a promise that this irl now and I’ll do anything for her at any time I’m in love with her

Breanna snatches her bra, tank and sweater and I do my best to schoolthe view or of how I find her innocence cute when she slips the tank and sweater over her head and then clumsily puts on her bra underneath them

Before me, she’d only kissed a boy and she’s in my territory now We visited new areas and I want her to trust h to return to those places with me

"Are you tired?" she asks "Do you wantbeat "Stay" It’s a request in the tone of an order

"I have to leave in enough time to sneak out and et you ho on her hand to indicate for her to lie down next to me, and she does Her head’s on my chest and my arm keeps her tucked close My world, for the first tiirl, Breanna You’reback, I don’t hear it as dreahtmares, but dreaht around ht on a wave of excitement mixed with an intense dose of fear Razor’s chest rises and falls and his heartbeat againstHe flinches in his sleep and what I love is how he angles closer to me each time he readjusts

I outline one of his bruises on his stoertip and appreciate his chiseled chest Walking away in the forest would have been the s to do, but I like who I a

Razor has an angelic face, but he doesn’t look like aseoods, and whatever other responsibilities he has in being part of a motorcycle club He shaved, so he has this smooth baby face I itch to caress, and the tips of his hair barely kiss his eyelids

A light knock on the door and Razor rouses from his slumber He opens his eyes as Rebecca pops her head in "Are you decent?"

"Yeah," Razor answers "Co God, did she really ask that and would she be okay if eren’t? Razor givesup "Rules are different here"

"So you keep saying," I mutter as I slip off the bed

Razor pulls a shirt over his head, shrugs into his cut and then shoves his feet into his black boots He grimaces once in the process and I wonder how it’s possible to hide the pain