“Well, that’s true.” Chastity leaned up on an elbow and looked down at him. Jack found himself momentarily transfixed by how her hair fell about her when she did, those blond locks of hers blazing in the sun. Purely on instinct he reached his right hand up and stroked her left cheek. She smiled down at him. “What’s that for?”
Jack shrugged. “I dunno,” he said. “It just felt right, y’know?”
She in turn let a hand stroke his cheek. “I know,” she said, but her smile faded, at least from her lips. Her eyes gleamed with it, and seemed to sparkle like a collection of stars.
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