Reese's eyes were getting closer and closer to Dexter, and Dexter could even feel Reese's breath when he spoke on his lips.
Dexter's shoulders subconsciously shrugged.
Rhys...how could you possibly think of these things! Is this guy... lying to me again?
"Then these imaginations are meaningless. I just keep kissing you, kissing you again, so that you can't breathe. Even if you die of suffocation because of me, I imagine that you will still hold me tightly and won't let go." Reese's voice Calm, but with an inexplicable sense of power.
Dexter swallowed. He had never thought that Reese would...have such strong and unrealistic thoughts.
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