originally posted in:The New Dojo
Chloanne shut her own eyes too, today was pretty good for her. But she'd have to figure out tomorrow...
"Mm..thanks."
She slowly drifted off to sleep, her clutches on Lucas loosening.
English
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[i]Luke gave Chloanne a loving squeeze, still holding her tightly with gentleness, so he wasn't squeezing her to death. [/i] "Goodnight, moya lyubov'.." [i]He whispered, the last two words being Russian - though he didn't tell Chloanne the meaning, for he drifted off soon after. [/i]