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leaving her to tell him that no, she was not married. In fact, she was too young to be married. Well, at least in her mind. She was twenty and had never fallen in love, but planned most of her life out with many men that she met. It seemed that any man who smiled at her got the royal treatment in her mind. It always led to great wild sex-capades for the men, but ultimately led her down a lonely path. But he was different, she could tell right away. All because of his lips. They were beautiful. She wanted to feel those lips against hers. It was late at night, or early in the morning depending on your mindset, and a pipe had burst. Water, water, water. He came to help, the royal blue sweatshirt that he wore