He looked down at me, anger so ready in his eyes. This made anything I'd ever felt as a human being pale by comparison. Then Nathaniel touched me, and I could feel his body through the palm of my hand as if a line ran from the pulse in my palm down his body in a long line of heat and desire and . He shrugged.
It was an older one, pale green ceramic, with upturned sides and a tray of cig holders in the middle, like dull teeth. 78The only light was the sweep of flashlights ahead and behind. He was just something that I wanted information from. It pulled back like the ocean drawing back from the shore, but it didn't leave, and I knew it would come back.
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