The delicate touch of clean, uncallused skin brushed his cheek and he could feel the frame of his shade lenses sliding from his face. "God No" he gasped, still unable to move, hissing as the lenses slid free. Her petite voice inquired of him "Darius..." as if to ask in a way if it were he.
The world spun from side to side and his eyes shut to
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