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A snippet of time

She watched him under the veil of her eyelashes, suddenly feeling subdued and embarrassed. Her palm stung. A bitter reminder of what she had done; the pink imprint of her hand slashing across his pale cheeks. Her heart tattooed dangerously against her chest, as she watched him move closer to her.
She raised her hand to strike again.

“Once was enough,” he whispered in that low silky voice, his hand grabbing her arm. She looked up into his face. Big mistake. His eyes were hard and black.

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