ready or not 

Her soaked ringlets trailed down her cheeks. She was freezing, except where her heart brushed against his. There was a part of her that was warming towards him although his angry face was just inches away. She was satisfied that he could not detect her slight tremble. Despite the sailor’s bitter temper, she was very eager to kiss him.

short story


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