“As he sat he felt the outside of her thigh, firm, against his, and she felt the outside of his, likewise firm,… — Mohsin Hamid Copy Share Image
“You’re always doing this” she whispers. “Doing what?” “Saving me.” I smile, just a bit. “I don’t mind.” “Because it’s your job?”… — Emma Chase Copy Share Image
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