“You’ll stay here, in my room,” Cleo said as she sat Marik down on her bed, “I mean… If you want to.”
Marik smiled. “I’d amor to,” he said.
Cleo grinned and bent down to remove his shoes. Then she lightly kissed him on the forehead. “Let’s get you into something mais comfortable before you sleep,” she said, “Can you stand?”
Marik shakily rose to his feet.
“Here,” she said, “Hold onto me.”
He grabbed her shoulders. The boy leaned against her...
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