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Author: Dikan
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-19 05:22:33

Morgan's POV

He smiled at me, and that smile had me feeling things. "Is anything the problem?"

"No, not at all! W-why would anything be wrong?"

He brought his hand up to his face and touched his cheek. I couldn't help but notice his hands. I hadn't paid much attention before, but now it was like all my senses were heightened. His hands were really beautiful. He had long and slender fingers, and his hand was much larger than mine by comparison. I wonder how his hands will feel all over my skin and...

Morgan! Come on!

I grabbed the glass of water, and it was empty.

"You're flushed," He said. "Is everything okay?"

Ha! He has no idea the direction of my thoughts right now. "I think I'm having an aftermath from my previous cold."

"An aftermath?"

"I think I have a fever." He got up and walked over to my side. My eyes widened.

"W-what are you doing?"

He bent down and touched my forehead. Sparks exploded from where his hand rested on my forehead. I looked up at him, and my heavens my mouth
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