Baldosas amarillas en guerra de Danielle Paige
We were both silent for a long time, looking deep into each other's eyes. He was so close to me. I could smell his faint rich sandalwood smell. I could have reached up to brush their hair out of his eyes. I could have leaned in the barest amount and our mouths would have met. And I wanted it so badly my heart was thundering in my chest.
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