Bonnie swallowed air down the wrong pipe, coughed to get herself under control and asked, "What?"
Damon gave a self-satisfied grin. "Take yours off and give them to me, or I come inspect them myself. If they're dry, you can walk out of here and the next time we meet, we'll continue on as if the spell is still in effect. If they're wet…"
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I thank you.
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Thanks kindly for writing in, I'm happy you enjoyed it!
-KJ
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This must be the hottest Bamon fic I have EVER read. Kudos, KUDOS!
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-KJ
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