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Rhydar lasted all of two seconds of silence before hooking his fingers around her wrist and leaning in to kiss Lily's cheek, then ventured down to her jaw and lingered for a few beats as if contemplating if he should go lower to her neck. He didn't. Instead, he exhaled softly and planted a loving kiss to the top of her head and gently tugged her closer to him, fingers still holding her wrist.
To hell with what people thought about him and Lily. She was his, and he was hers—at least he hoped. There wasn't anyone he could see himself with that wasn't Lily. They just fit together like two puzzle pieces, their flaws and strengths complementing each other to bring out the better and brighter picture.