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leim smirked then followed her away from the crowd |
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Lucille led Leim into the barn and up into the loft, full of hay, loose and in bales. She turned to him and smiled, taking his hands. "Hi," |
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he smiled "hey beautiful" |
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Lucille smiled and wrapped her arms around Leims neck, pressing her body into him. "I missed you," she murmured, her eyes flicking between his eyes and lips. |
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"you seen me 20 minutes ago" he smiled as he held her close |
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Lucille giggled "I know," she smiled and touched the tips of their noses together lightly. |
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he couldnt help but to kiss her so thats what he did he loved the way she tasted |
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Lucille grinned, closed her eyes and kissed him back. |
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he pulled her close and pined her against the wall |
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Lucille whimpered and deepened the kiss. |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
