It's the little things I love: the warmth of your hand on the small of my back, your thigh gently bumping mine as we walk, the twinkle in your eyes when you look at me. I love your laugh and the way your smile creases your entire face. Nuzzling closer, your musky scent fills my nostrils. And I quiver when your hand brushes mine as we entwine fingers walking side-by-side through the
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