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... oldest books he'd touched yet. It smelled like oak and dust, but it still didn't overwhelm Kalle's scent to him.
She sat next to him on the couch. He had one hand cupped on her thigh and stroked it with his thumb absentmindedly. Her scent was distracting, but also so comforting. He needed her close enough to touch, to be certain she was there, because with every passing moment, with every line of text he read, he was becoming more and more convinced that he needed to get Elia back to An ...
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