Questions

Questions

A Chapter by DeathlyPoet
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bob went to the market and never came back

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Questions 

Thump. Kirsten fell off the bed. But she land on the floor instead on Eshaan. He wasn't using any blankets or pillows. His shirt was off and under his head. You could see every detail in his chest. the muscular chest was soft but firm.she looked around the room before at his half naked body

 

It wasn't the dungron or large white room she expected. It was a small 1 room cabin. She was happy to see Eshaan alive and safe.Finally she looked down at him, putting her head down on top of his heart.

He said in a very careing voice "I see your awake miss sleepy head."

"Yes, I'm awake." she reponded. Wnating to stay like that forever, she continued. "Can I get you any thing my lord"

"Oh boy. not you too. I am sick and tired of everyone calling me that. Just call me Eshaan. And you don't need to get me anything."

"Ok? But dont you need to eat and drink and stuff like that?"

"No, I have evrything I need"

"I don't understand. You don't have anything with you"

"That's where your wrong. I have you. Your every thing I need"



© 2008 DeathlyPoet


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DeathlyPoet
i'll put the rest on later

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awsome send me the finish copy in email maybe after we save up enough get it published i think we'll b able to i start my education past high school next year in grade 10 i want to see you as a successful auther stoeries and poems but u have promote my poems after you get big lol love you little one

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awww!!! -^.^-

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