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sweet, sweet time in his arms. charming words sprinkle their conversation, melting the sugary disposition she brings. it is no wonder she folds in the presence of dean dilaurentis or that she finds herself captivated in the warmth of his arms. breath bubbles inside her lungs as they share a kiss, not as sweet as their previous interaction. gently, she pats his chest, seeking some distance between them to let air in once again, "slow down a little, no need to hurry, dean."
