#AtFirstKiss 💋 Vol. 92
"Nearly midnight," she gasped as their dancing whirled them into an alcove.
His half mask allowed her to see those lips she knew so well by sight. No disguise could deceive her gaze. She had worked too hard for this moment, planned too well.
As the clock began to strike twelve, they removed their masks. She had studied his mouth as he taught her lessons all those years ago. She knew just how to kiss him now.
© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻
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