Date: 2004-03-01 06:26 pm (UTC)
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The bathroom door opened, releasing a cloud of steam and Benton Fraser, naked save for a smallish towel wrapped loosely around his hips.

Sweeeeeet baby Jesus. You just *know* a story that has your name at the top and begins with this sentence is gonna be good!

“They mean,” said Ben, his eyes fierce, “that I’m not alone. You’ve touched me, made me yours. I cherish every mark because you put it there.”

Okay, that's it. I'm officially a puddle.
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