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I
blush
scarlet
.
“
You
look
lovely
,
Anastasia
.
This
halter
-
neck
dress
suits
you
,
and
I
get
to
stroke
your
back
,
feel
your
beautiful
skin
.
”
Suddenly
,
it
’
s
like
we
’
re
on
our
own
in
the
room
.
Just
the
two
of
us
.
My
whole
body
has
come
alive
,
every
nerve
ending
singing
softly
,
that
electricity
pulling
me
to
him
,
charging
between
us
.
“
You
know
it
’
s
going
to
be
good
,
don
’
t
you
,
baby
?
”
he
whispers
.
I
close
my
eyes
as
my
insides
uncoil
and
melt
.
“
But
I
want
more
,
”
I
whisper
.
“
More
?
”
he
looks
down
at
me
puzzled
,
his
eyes
darkening
.
I
nod
and
swallow
.
Now
he
knows
.
“
More
,
”
he
says
again
softly
.
Testing
the
word
—
a
small
,
simple
word
,
but
so
full
of
promise
.
His
thumb
traces
my
lower
lip
.
“
You
want
hearts
and
flowers
.
”
I
nod
again
.
He
blinks
down
at
me
,
and
I
watch
his
internal
struggle
played
out
in
his
eyes
.
“
Anastasia
.
”
His
voice
is
soft
.
“
It
’
s
not
something
I
know
.
”
