Diagnosis: Addicted to butterflies, by M.
Prognosis: serious. And that's how it all began. One day, they drop this little gem on you, just like that, and you're left wondering if it's going to be good, average, or...
A sigh woke him and he remembered the previous night, the wordplay, the knowing smiles filled with suppressed desire, that look that foreshadowed the passion to come, surrounded by a calm that wasn't quite there.
Many were the seconds of waiting, the hours of chatting at odd hours, the game of getting to know another life, the book of two lives that intertwine until they merge in the first of many nights.
A sigh woke him up and a kiss covered his heart with smiles.
A night of passion. A morning of excitement.
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