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I'd started sniffling and coughing almost two weeks ago after my thirtieth birthday celebration (which had consisted of just the two of us, a bottle of chocolate sauce, a container of whipped topping, my little toy box, and the kitchen island).
But there was more to my current demeanor.
There was only Chris and I. Nothing else-no one else-existed.
If he hadn't left her. He dropped his free hand to my neck where he played with my hair.
He moaned and pulled back, gently holding the sensitive point in his teeth. Then he let go, licked it, and sat up again, leaving me panting.
I wanted to go to all these places around the world and help uncover lost cities and their treasures. Lost civilizations.
Nipple clamps were still on my list of things I wasn't certain about.
"I dated a girl who worked in a tattoo parlor. Her group of friends embraced the punk rock style.