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Abby kissed him back with a smile on her face. she let her hands travel down his bare sides
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He pulled her closer and kissed her neck some then hit where he had kissed.
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Abby shivered and gulped and shuttered and who knows what else. she was really enjoying this... maybe a little to much. she sat up and got in the position she did in her dream.
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He followed and held her close to his body. His wings folded away to maximize the amount of space they had to work with.
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Abby giggled softly and leaned in, kissing him
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He kissed her back and glanced over at Abby's phone as it buzzed again.
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"what does Darcy want!?" she growled softly as she leaned over and grabbed her phone. NOT... DARCY... suddenly, the person sent many messages pleading for her to return. -errrr- she blocked the number and slammed her phone on the table. she immediately turned it over and saw a scratch. she huffed and turned it back over, turning it on silent. "should've done that a while ago..." she sighed as she flopped down beside him.
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He watched Abby as she angerly checked her phone, a small, amused smile on his lips. He then watched as she slammed her phone down then checked it. An eyebrow lifted as she flopped back down beside him. "Your ex I would imagine," Micah asks her.
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all Abby could do was nod. She curled up against Micah, her head on his chest.
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He sighed some and wrapped his arms around Abby before saying, "If he ever comes here to get you back I will do everything I can to protect you. That is what I was originally sent here to do."
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