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Submitted to Contest #111
The door was open when she arrived, but Tobias wasn’t bent over his desk as usual. Her breath lodged in her throat at the sight of his prone figure on the floor. Her eyes traveled from his clay encrusted boots, skimmed over his legs and jumped to his face—one arm covered his eyes. The rise and fall of his own chest started her breathing again. The slight rustle of her skirts as she knelt by his side was a whisper compared to the cacophony of the work site, but he must have heard her. A quirk of a smile pulled at his lips. “Come to glo...
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