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Quietus Her friends said that the measure of a good relationship, when all things were through, wher
Potholes Things had become familiar with all the fanfare of an assassin, sneaking up on them when th
Dereliction was his forte, an old familiar home that he could return to if he was ever running low o
The Nile She wasn’t sure quite how she’d ended up like this. There had been some
Five Finger Fillet The evening was creeping in through the window like an absent alcoholic, and it w
Go to Sleep No platitude had ever seemed more consistently true than ‘ignorance is bliss&a
Stepping into the Light The important ones always noticed him first. Took him by surprise, stepped i
Overcome His fingers teased at the fairest hairs, the ones that hid behind her head, and she shrank
A Little Reverence She’d got quiet, the instant he guided her through the threshold and in
Façade  She walked in looking like that, and he could do nothing but smirk. A hand came
Spark She’d known exactly what was on his mind the instant he told her to wear a dress. An
Coffee Spoons and Missed Opportunities “I have measured out my life in coffee spoons&r
Notes on a Stave He held her with his fingertips, a light pressure that was nonetheless in complete
Flavour Text I’ve tasted you, girl. I know the tartness, and the slight saltiness that dan
Harder The air crackled as his hand sped through it, coming down to land hard against her arched rea
Resolution At Dawn She was resolved, that much she knew. It had been too long, and she’d p
The Id in the Mirror She questioned his veracity. Not in terms of his sincerity, or his earnestness.
A Mess She must look a mess. Self awareness shot through her like substance abuse, and she realised
Just because he took care of her didn’t mean she couldn’t take care of him. Ther
“Oh, and put on a ribbon around your neck. Tie it with a bow.” She was already h
The closest she’d come to this was falling over in netball when she was sixteen, her legs
“You’re being an arrogant ass.” The alliteration didn’t do m
“You’re going to dance for me.” He sounded so damn assured. It ma
He turned her head like Dracula, and managed to steal some of that hunger, too, his eyes flashing wh
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