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[Please note: We're still in Verrill's POV - still reminiscing his memories with Hora - last part]
When we fell down on my bed, I made sure not to crush her so I landed on my one arm, and the other held her back. I didn't intend it but her soft chest pressed on mine. I felt my wits leaving me so I slumped my face on the space around her neck, trying to hide my face.
BADUMP! BADUMP! BADUMP!
My heartbeat went wild again. She could probably hear it loud and clear. I turned my head to peek at her reaction but instead, her white and slim neck welcomed me. Damn it. I wanted to kiss it.
"Aaahh," I grunted, trying to stop myself from devouring her. If I do, she'd be angry at me.
