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Soft Knew Her Velvet Skin

Published March 22, 2017 in Lizette - 0 Comments

Soft Knew Her Velvet Skin

The Frenchman was convinced that Lizette was his.

Confident pushed his impulsive heart.

He had to ask even though they had only just met.

The hummingbird hovered above him, (how did it get inside)?

“Voulez vous diner avec moi, ce soir?”

“No, désolée, je ne peux pas…”

She tried to think of a French excuse.

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