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Walking down the familiar corridors towards our living quarters brought a warmth to my hearts. Being kept in the Medical Facility until they’d finished checking me over had been its own form of t*****e. I’d just wanted to get out of there and go home.
The only good thing about how long it had taken was that I’d regained control of my muscles enough to walk.
We walked in and the door swished shut behind us. We were in each other’s arms in an instant and our lips met. Darion’s kisses were desperate and hungry and I returned them with an urgency I had little control over. I couldn’t get enough of him.
One hand was pressing against the small of my back and the other was in my hair at the back of my head, holding me in place. It wasn’t like I was going anywhere. There was nowhere else I
