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Abby hops up onto the high bed, sits in the middle with her back toward s at her tank top to reveal the bandage I set the bag of food on the dresser and head over to join her Don’t et into a bed with Abby

I take the bandage fro the old one off "You’re doing this to scare an I’m not nearly as manipulative as you think"

Bet she’s more "You have a trained nurse downstairs who could do this better You’re trying to prove being around you is dangerous"

"It is," she says si the bandage, but the fastest and most huhtens and e her skin The wound is sht red, and the skin surrounding it is bruised

Memories of the first few months of diabetes shots and how sore I was causes me to lean forward and kiss her soft skin an inch above where she hurts Abby’s breathing hitches again, but this tio, Abby and I kissed and ere supposed to kiss o

"Paying iving in to tee on then place both of ainst her body and my heart skips a beat with how sers

"What are you doing?" Abby asks in a hushed voice

"Touching you" My fingers dig into her skin, not too rough, but enough that it penetrates her tight e A low moan also escapes fro for her to intensify

"That feels good," she whispers

Having ht I continue to push ers into her muscles and she continues to relax underwithinI’ve ever experienced and I crave the sensation of her lips against ers brush her hairline and Abby leans intoout faster and shorter

My blood throbs with the need, the desirekiss herkiss herkiss her

I skim my nose down her neck and my mouth opens--a kiss behind her ear and Abby’s hand reaches back and squeezes e adrenaline rush and I’es and ruin the plan Isaiah and I had created I retrieve the bag of food as Abby gazes at lazed eyes froet ame