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♤ Archer ♤

Her lips were soft and warm—just as I remembered.

The moment they met mine, a flood of old memories crashed through me, ones I hadn’t dared revisit in years.

I brushed my thumb over her cheek, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath my touch.

She parted her lips slightly, just enough to make my heart do a ridiculous, foolish skip.

My heart did a silly skip, and I pulled away, stop