adexpected.
Herfiracedthemapofoldinjuriesetchedintohisskin,movingwithacurious,almostreverenttouch.
Aflickerofsadnesspassedthroughhiseyes,buthedidn''''''''tpulway.
"I''''''''m...notgood-looking."
Reyanodded,matter-of-fact."You''''''''redefinitelydifferentfromtheothers."
Julianblinked,caughtoffguardbyherbluntness.Afainthurtcrossedhisface.
"Thenwhyareyou—"
Shegnceddownatherself,voicecalm,almostdistant."I''''''''mnotliketheotherseither."
BeheloosewhiteT-shirtginglightlytoherframe,sheworenothing.
Reyahadneverlikedbras.Shehadneveruoodwhyhumanwomenchosetobindthemselvessotightly.Hernipplesandareocarriedlittlepigment,paleandnearlytranslut,leavinglittleriskofanythingshowingthroughthethinfabriawaythatmightembarrassher.
ButwithJuliansoclose,evecottoncouldn''''''''tcealthegentlecurvesofherbreastsorthedelicateriseofhernipples.
Colordeepenedacrosstherawpatchesofhisskin,turninghisalreadymottledplexionadarkershadeofcrimson—almostgrotesque,yetheartbreakinglyvulnerable.
"You...you''''''''rebeautiful,"hewhispered,voicehoarse.HisAdam''''''''sapplebobbedasheswallowed.
Hiseyesdartedaway,uoholdthesightofhersonear,sounguarded.
Reyatoyedwithhisfingersforamomeouchlightandunhurried,asifstudyingacuriousartifact.Then,withanalmostpyfulindifference,sheguidedhishahthehemofhershirt,pgitgentlyagainstthesoftnessofherchest.
"Ifyouwanttotouch,"shesaidsoftly,"thentouch."
Julianfroze.Hisbreathcaught,aurnedhisheadsharplytolookather,stunned.Hishaedstifflyagainstherskin,unmoving,likeitdidn''''''''tbelongtohimanymore.
Thatletter,he''''''''dwrittenitlongago.Thewordshadbledoutofhimlikeafessionheneverdaredtospeakaloud.Buthecouldneverbringhimselftodeliverit.
Lately,withthehauntedhouseunderreno
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