PERFECTION

"I will melt if you continue gawking at me like that. Your eyes are burning me down, Callan."

Orla whined, tossing a cushion at her husband. He caught the cushion and flapped the poor stuff with his large hands. His eyes remained on his wife, he couldn't.

He tried to, but he couldn't take his eye...

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