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i almost screamed when he got close to my face. i turned the other direction. "carlisle! what are tu doing?" he took my face and pulled it back to him, then...his cold lips met mine. at first, i was stiff, but then he added más passion to it, i felt myself besar back.
he held me close to his chest, his hands wrapped around me. sadly, he pulled away slightly, and when i leaned in wanting more, he leaned away further laughing a little and, of course, smiling.
i regained my breath. "carlisle, i thought tu were married! why?" "loraine, im not married, i adopted my sons,...
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