Amusement made her blue eyes sparkle as she smiled up at him. Her hand moved slightly until one beautiful breast was exposed to him. The air left his lungs then returned in a rush. "You, sweet witch, are playing with fire," he whispered hoarsely. "Perhaps I should help you put it out.

-Monica Burns

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