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(how my character feels about yours meme)
She fell back onto her bed and just laid there. Her thoughts...her feelings were in a whirl, her head in the clouds. The more time she spent with him, the more she craved him. And not just in a physical way. He stimulated all of her and that was as frightening as it was exciting. He was fast becoming her addiction of choice. There was no doubt the man could be dangerous to her on many levels, including her heart...but she was drawn to him nonetheless...like a moth to a flame...unable to resist...unable to get enough. His mere presence brightened her day, bolstering her..comforting her...even if she blushed and smiled like an idiot....his voice sent shivers down her back...and when it went husky, it made her wet with need. She groaned. His touch was electric, his kisses ignited her. Oh sweet gods...she rolled out of bed...she needed a cold shower.
