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Story: Day of the Storm (Finley Creek: Storm Stories Collection)
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She wasn’t going to think about it as being more than it was in that very moment. A connection between two people in the dark.
Two people who cared about one another.
She did care about him. He’d been a part of her life for so long.
But this felt completely different, and she wasn’t stupid.
It wasn’t a platonic kiss.
Not by a long shot.
Nor was it a hesitant first kiss, either. No. There was a hell of a lot of heat in his embrace.
Finally, he pulled back.
A. J. wished she could see his eyes. He had beautiful eyes. She had always thought so. She wished she could see his eyes.
Just one more time.
A. J. tightened her hold on him. She was ninety-nine percent certain they weren’t going to get out of this in one piece.
She wanted someone to hold her for a little bit. Just for a little bit.
She wanted him. Just him.
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