He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on — Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
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He kissed my lips, his skin warm in spite of the cool winter wind whipping past us. His whisper would have been lost on me before, but now I heard every word. “What do you want, Raven?

— Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon
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