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He pulled her close and began to kiss her. First her lips, then her cheek, and then her neck. Her skin was like fire, as if she’d been lying in the sun for hours, and when he kissed her lips again, he felt her fold her body into his. He buried his hands in her hair, continuing to kiss her as he slowly backed her against the wall of the workshop. He loved her, he wanted her, and as they continued to kiss, he could feel her arms moving over his back and shoulders. Her touch was electric against his skin, her breath hot against his, and he felt himself slipping away to a place governed only by his senses.

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Μερικές φορές πρέπει να μείνεις μακριά από τα άτομα που αγαπάς, αυτό δεν σε κάνει να τα αγαπάς λιγότερο, αντιθέτως τα αγαπάς ακόμη περισσότερο.
—  The Last Song, Nicholas Sparks
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