The castle in Eos, twenty-eight years ago…
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"Marcus!" Lia quietly exclaimed as she laughed. "You're going to wrinkle my dress!"
"I'm sure I can do a lot worse than wrinkle it," Marcus seductively whispered in her ear before he held her close to him and spun her around again for a third time.
Lia held Marcus tightly around his neck, but she tried to get her feet back on the ground so that he would stop spinning her in circles. With a laugh of his own, he gave in and put her back on the ground, but continued to hold onto her waist.
Without warning, Marcus leaned forward and captured Lia's lips in a kiss. She brought her hands to his face, and caressed him as they enjoyed their stolen moment.
