Feb 18, 2024
24. Tender
Talking to him felt easy. Everything flowed without awkwardness or silences that needed to be filled. No one would have seen them as a pair, but their personalities were in tune on level neither had experienced before. During their conversation, they touched; hand on knee, fingers brushing hair, thigh to thigh. Eventually, there came a time when they had to say goodnight. Rising to go, he looked at her in such a tender way, she knew they would share the sunrise.
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