Part 7: Her new haven

I had never danced with a boy before, other than Omololu. Dancing with Dan was different, endearing. I found myself giving to him as much as he wanted me to get comfortable with him. We moved closer and closer to each other as though it was an opportunity we had both been waiting for. His cheek brush against my forehead felt like a kiss. It jolted me back to life. I moved back, then I looked at him in the eye. … More Part 7: Her new haven

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