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Day’s Verse:
Kiss me—full on the mouth!
Yes! For your love is better than wine, headier than your aromatic oils.
The syllables of your name murmur like a meadow brook.
No wonder everyone loves to say your name!
Song of Solomon 1:2-3 (context)
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WARNING: *Extremely* explicit content in this post. It starts right after the three asterisks, so stop reading before that if you have a delicate constitution.
After her run, Summer felt exhausted but rejuvenated. She and Doug had hit things off so well outside of work, she knew in her gut that she’d get that job for sure. He’d been so friendly, so nice, so personable and likable and everything Summer hoped for in a boss—and in a man. But she already had a man, and Hunter was more exciting than anything she’d done during the course of her entire life.