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... l creak of wood settling in the early morning. The scent of rain from the night before lingers in the air, mixing with something deeper—something unmistakably us. The remnants of our time together. Sweat, desire, heat, Thorne.
I sigh, stretching my aching limbs as I pour myself a glass of water. My throat is dry, my body exhausted, and I can barely feel my legs. Even standing here in the kitchen feels like an accomplishment.
The morning is quiet, almost peaceful, but my body hums ...
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