Archer’s gaze is heavy on my skin. I can feel it caress me as surely as if he was touching me with his hands. It trails down the column of my throat, stopping at the curve of my bare tits. I make no move to cover myself. I want him to see.
After being so close to death, maybe I want to feel alive again.
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