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Thatthat it wasn’t just my touch that she spurned

Just as she was about to head even farther away fro her name “Belle”

She pausedthat mass of curls to fall all around her left side

“Yes?” she asked

I jerked my chin “Come here”

I needed a cover if I was going to stand here for any longer, and she would be a great one

Frowning, she marched her way toward me, her face an adorable mixture of confusion and curiosity

“What?” she asked when she was practically toe to toe with me

Her head was tilted way back on her neck, and she was staring at ht into my soul

I broughther the understanding that I was about to

She didn’t flinch away, so I pressed ers around her wrist

She didn’t flinch

Okay, so maybe it wasn’t my touch, or anyone’s touch, as

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