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I swallowed hard and felt a tingle run through my body, but nodded once.
"So all I must do if I desire to, say, kiss you, is ask for your approval?" Cornelius leaned in closer. I swallowed again and nodded. "May I kiss you Carys?" Cornelius asked with a husky voice, the smell of raspberry tea blowing cool across my face. I found myself nodding in agreement before I could think it through. He cupped my face gently and kissed me softly at first, then with a growl, more urgently, until I put my hands on his chest to steady myself and put some space between us. I panted and he placed his forehead against mine.
"Do you often say no?" Cornelius breathed.
"Sometimes." I panted.
"What happens if I ask
