You're not giving up on this, are you?" His voice was a raspy murmur, so low she had to inch closer to be sure she wouldn't miss another precious word out of his mouth. Precious, because of the story, she insisted. Everything happening right now-breathing, thinking, speaking, being-felt fraught.And exciting.This emotion racing through her veins was the most alive she'd felt in years.
-Kate Meader
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