it should be sweet, this kiss. he'd wanted to be sweet for her, but saints there is just something about this foolish, fierce girl that makes him forget himself.
and she tastes of sunlight. this thought sticks like a bur in his mind, absurd as it is. sunlight and wildflowers and all those good things that are untouched by artifice or guile. )
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it should be sweet, this kiss. he'd wanted to be sweet for her, but saints there is just something about this foolish, fierce girl that makes him forget himself.
and she tastes of sunlight. this thought sticks like a bur in his mind, absurd as it is. sunlight and wildflowers and all those good things that are untouched by artifice or guile. )