[That, of course, had the effect of having the thought of her not being there any longer flickering through him. No Chloe to laugh with him, to judge him with those slitted eyes, to crawl over him and make him hers. He didn't like the sound of that at all, his arm tightening around her in response as he gave a hard, solid thrust. As if he could somehow keep her pinned in time just by staying with her.]
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