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"What are you?" Deep entrancing blue eyes. "Tell me." He urged, leaning closer to me. His brown hair fell over his eyes and my hands itched to push it back from his eyes. I looked down to his lips, pink and wet from the constant licking. "MacKenzie. Speak." I swallowed. I wanted one thing: a kiss.

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