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WANTING HER 3

作者: Zoey Quinn
last update publish date: 2026-06-17 02:20:38

Chapter 3:

First Touches

The rain came down in steady sheets by midday, drumming against the cabin roof and turning the willow grove into a misty watercolor blur outside the windows. We’d planned another garden session, but the downpour trapped us inside, cozy and warm by the fireplace. I curled up on the couch with my sketchbook, trying to capture the rain streaked willows, while Lia tinkered with her camera nearby.

“This weather has its own kind of beauty,” Lia said, setting her camera down
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