Book 2 Chapter 8
DEMIR A smirk is forming on my face when I see her right in front of me. Big shocked blue eyes, parted rosy lips… Caught red handed. The little angel has summoned my conscience without even realising it! And that means that at the very least she has been thinking about me before going to bed. OR, and I like that idea much more, she was thinking of me when she was IN the bed. “That’s fine!” I chuckle, “You can touch me as much as you like. I really don’t mind!” “Why would I do that?” she asks, taking a few steps back. Now, this is funny. And how do I play with her exactly? The dragon nature wants to do things that a young girl from the white Archipelago is hardly ready for. And although it’s just a dream and not a reality, my human side feels that if I scare her off, I would regret
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