Twenty Eight
By the time they returned home, soaked and smiling, it was a moment either of them wanted to let go of. They were wrapped in towels, curled up together in bed, the laughter still lingering between them like a soft afterglow.
Elena traced slow circles on Dante’s chest, her cheek pressed against him...
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27. Twenty Seven
28. Twenty Eight
29. Twenty Nine
30. Thirty
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