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Just as we enter, my senses start to clear and I pullsex with you"
"You will," he says confidently "But I need to get your forgiveness first"
I want to sant Cillian that I love Correction loved I have decided to move past him
My bedroo up against the wall, a small alarm clock on the carpet beside it The sheets and blanket are all rumpled, because I think it's stupid to ht
Then I see that his guitar is lying on the floor beside the bed I cock an eyebrow at hiuess you're athat's supposed to ive you another chance"
I can tell by the sheepish look on his face that I've hit the nail on the head And it's onder that I see a small stain of color on Cillian's cheeks Well, miracles never cease The
"Well, yeah," he says, his voice unsure for the first time "But if you don't want to hear it, we can just talk"
My voice finds a hardness I didn't know I possessed "Song talk none of it matters None of it will make a difference"
I stare at hie come over his face
First, the ree they start to shi that looks like wonder, thenrealization His face relaxes and then I' into conviction
It see before oes after what he wants
"Bollocks it matters and you know it does Now sit your pretty ass down on that bed and letfor you"
For a moment, I don't move, because I'm paralyzed by the thrill of pleasure that courses up my spine over his words It takes me back to Dublin, where Cillian co
"Sit, Renner, or I'll skip right to the make-up sex part and you know you won't resist that"
God help ht I don't have the power to resist Cillian's sexual charm and he knows it So I sit, and decide to make him work for it
Grabbing his guitar out of its case, he sits down on the edge of the bed opposite ofto sit on the fli under, and prop the other one out on the floor to balance himself, but he doesn't let any of that throw him off course, his confidence not in the least shaken This is aunder the most stressful of circumstances
I watch as his long fingers tune the instrument, and then he looks up at me as he starts to play
The aze onso deep in ers as they pick at the strings
Then he starts singing
My world was filled with shadows,
Gray hazy light,
Existing only existing,
Strapped down in the night
This beautiful girl,
Filled with light,
I',
Existing
She co and suddenly,
Everything is right
She hangs the moon,
For as far as I can see,
And I'
Existing
My beautiful girl
There's a catch in his throat and his lyrics trail off He continues picking at the guitar, keeping the lance up at him and his eyes are closed while he continues to hum He takes a deep breath and continues
My beautiful girl, I let her get away,