to her, he was a great artist--a great escape artist, the best she's ever known. each and every time he'd outmaneuver her loving embrace, her searching kisses, right before they came too close to his soul. and every time he'd pull away, disappear, he came back in just enough time for her to draw herself to him again. he kept her in delicious suspense, making it impossible for her to move on, with his well-versed tongue and the venomous words dipped in sweet honey. to him, it was just a game of gain, and she had given him her heart too soon.
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