He held out his arms, and she slipped into them like a wraith; silk over marble, satin over stone.
Then he tilted up her chin and kissed her, and she thought of how he tasted like coffee and bitter chocolate.
And when she rested her head on his chest and heard his heart beat, and felt his hand at the base of her spine, she felt the tears start to her eyes; and suddenly she was absurdly, utterly happy.
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