( Jill smiles, pressing a cheek against the side of his snout and then, just as sudden as the desire to see if he can wag his tail, she turns her head fully to kiss the warm, unyielding rock. Nothing of this, of any part of him, is not worth loving.
No matter what he's done, no matter the burdens he carries. )
I should be the one thanking you for indulging me.
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No matter what he's done, no matter the burdens he carries. )
I should be the one thanking you for indulging me.