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LeiyaI walked into the living area to meet Lyles excited eyes.“Now, who do we have here?”A rhetorical question with a wide grin spread across his face. I had on one of his long shirts, with a big pair of pants underneath. The smallest pair he could find, but it was still big on me.“I look like a boy in his father's clothes.”I looked down at the clothes on my body as I walked towards him.“A very pretty boy, if I might add.”I shot him a sarcastic look and he burst into a small laugh.“No one else but me is going to be seeing you dressed like that,"He spoke softly after he was done laughing. I walked to the chair beside him, quietly taking my seat.“And you look just as beautiful.”He added. Keeping his eyes on mine, he reached for my hand. I let him. He tugged lightly on my arm, pulling me closer to him. I got out of the chair and let myself move closer to him.“And maybe,” he whispered as he pulled me closer.Related chapters
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