49. Aftermath

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Carla It was morning and memories of the previous night made me blush, I can't believe we had such a good night. I turned to face Lucian in bed, the rising sun and my blue curtain were casting this nice bluish light on him. It contrasted with him so much he looked hot. He lay so peacefully in bed like a baby. He smiled in his sleep and I began what could have made him smile. I began to trace his face with my forefinger I followed the outline of his perfectly curved eyebrows he also made me envious. My finger slowly went to his cheekbones and followed the trail to his lips. Where ever my finger touched a hot trail was left behind. just the touch of lips reminded me of how great his lips felt when he kissed me and all the things those sweet lips can do. My breath hitched when I thought

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