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52|Can We Still Cuddle?

~Rory~

Lost in two pools of worried gray hues, I skipped the stairs leading down to Zwick’s lawn, crossed the beating pellets of rain, barreled into Elijah’s arms. He kept us from tumbling over with the impact of our body clashing, wrapping an arm around my waist; his familiar embrace enveloped me.

“Hey-“ I didn’t allow him to finish whatever he wanted to say and smashed our lips together.

Here in his arms, with the warmth of his body and softness of his lips pressed against my own, I felt safe. His presence was the only solace I needed in these fucked up circumstances.

He kissed me gently, his hand on my waist moved to cradle the back of my head to gain better access to my mouth.

“Elijah,&

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