He leaned over and softly placed a kiss on her left cheek. He ran his lips across up to her ear and whispered deeply. “I love you.” His sudden admission struck her sharply. The slow movements of his warm mouth tickled her hair by her ear, and the tone of his voice warmed her …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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