Your choice. It wasn't that I felt nothing, because it wasn't possible to be enfolded in Damian's arms, pressed against his chest, have his lips caressing mine, and be unmoved. I need to get up. You're not going to wait for us? I asked.
Lillian got up, and Fredo moved to follow her. It was as if the entire twenty-four hours caught up with me at once, and I was just done. I realized that Richard was my ground, my center, his joy, his heart pumping in his chest from that joyous run. The smile got warmer.
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