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Summary
Annie hasn't seen Armin in twenty days. He hates being away from her and she doesn't want to spend another minute apart. One night, Armin comes home unannounced.
Excerpt
Armin chuckles and sits up, leaving a kiss on Annie’s bare shoulder. She wears an old oversized shirt that leaves her right shoulder exposed. He kisses her there, and the sensation of his lips on her cold skin leaves her wanting for more. He leaves a trail of soft, light kisses on her collarbone, on her neck, on her cheek. He pauses and gives her another look. Her blue eyes gaze down at him while he looks up like a devoted worshiper kneeling at a shrine, begging for a blessing.
“Kiss me more,” Annie says in a soft tone that is almost a whisper.
“Where?”
“On the lips. Then everywhere you want.”
Armin obliges. He pulls her in and kisses her on the mouth, his hands traveling from her shoulders down to her waist. Annie puts her hands on the sides of his face so she can kiss him, feel him, taste him just right.