“I’ll see you tomorrow,... «Good Spirits»
IrinaZatyk14 декабря 2025“I’ll see you tomorrow, Harriet.” He brushes a kiss to my bottom lip, the dip in my chin, the hollow of my throat. His hand finds my jaw and he holds me steady. “I’ll see you the tomorrow after that, and the one after that, and the one after that.” He punctuates each statement with a kiss, his scruff tickling at my skin. When he pulls back, he holds my face between his hands, gazing at me with tender, aching longing. Deep, sure possession. “I’ll be with you for every tomorrow you allow, and I suspect a time after that, too.”
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