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        SHE ALWAYS SMELLED OF MILK and HONEY   with a hint of lavender.  It was a smell that he had grown so accustomed to.  A smell that now conjured up feelings of  HOME.  Something he had thought he would never get back.  It was  DANGEROUS  to feel that strongly toward someone, dangerous to let them get under his skin the way he had let her crawl under there and curl up.  She had somehow burrowed into his heart without his permission and now there was no way to get rid of her without tearing off a chunk of himself as well.  There wasn’t much to him left  —-  he had to hold on to what was there.

        Upon her  PERCHING  on his lap, Sami let out a soft groan from the pain he felt, but he didn’t want her to get up. Instead, he reached his arms forward, wrapping around her waist with a soft smile.    “Hiya there, beautiful. To what do I owe this pleasure?“

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