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Wesley pursed his lips at her

"You’re terrible You know that, right?"

"Actually, I’ave hiful wink

"I wish you wouldn’t talk about hiht, he could read every little expression on her face Such a beautiful face…he wished then he kne to draw or paint or anything so he could do soreen-black eyes of hers

"How coood person Best man I’ve ever known"

"You told me about him Good men don’t hit women"

"Good men only hit the women ant to be hit"

"Women shouldn’t want to be hit"

"Then it’s her probleht?" She batted her eyelashes up at him

"Nora, you’re nuts Come inside My face is about to freeze off"

"Can’t have that Too handsome a face Just a sec I need one h her nose again She held the breath for a long ti it almost reluctantly

"Sorry," she said "I love that s in the world sht?"

Wesley closed his eyes and inhaled the scent of winter--so crisp and clean and cold In the distance someone’s fireplace burned and a trace of the heady wood smoke spiced the air He could smell the memory of Christmas and the stark freshness of the New Year

"It does sain and her eyes narrowed "This is what Søren’s skin smells like Just like this Even in suht before I’d fall asleep, I would lay my face on his back between his shoulder blades and breathe in and in until I’d al, isn’t it? That someone’s natural smell could be like this?"