Through the crowd of travelers, he went to her like a cloud of dreams. Bag in hand, she glanced around the space searchingly, but nowhere in her vision, was he a sight to be found. Then suddenly that voice from behind, those hands on her hips, his breath at her ear as the words "at last, my beautiful has arrived" escape his lips.
immediately followed by her lips touching his.
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I died.
me too.
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