[ The nearness of the touch makes her gasp, a flush of desire making her cheeks flare red, her eyes dark as they rise to look at him. She forgets him, but he knows her, understands her, and it makes her yearn in a way she can't describe.
She is known, and there's something arousing in that. ]
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She is known, and there's something arousing in that. ]
You are the one who claims to know me.