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A Taste Of Home
A ground that's home.
My home.
A smile draws across my face and I start to laugh. I laugh so hard that my stomach hurts. But strangely, no one in the airport notices or stops to observe my absurd behavior.
Everyone runs to the person that's waiting to pick them up.
Sadly, I have no one.
Completely no one waiting for me.
Until I see him.
CJ...
Those dark fierce eyes.
How could I ever forget?
Even after all these years, it's baffling the effect those eyes have on me. How they could turn me on and draw me to him in an instant.
He opens his eyes wide for me and I drop the suitcase and run to him cheerfully. He in turn runs to me also.
Wait, does this mean he has forgiven me?
Our bodies press hard against each other in a rough passionate embrace until he stabs me with a kitch
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