“You’ll stay here, in my room,” Cleo sagte as she sat Marik down on her bed, “I mean… If Du want to.”
Marik smiled. “I’d Liebe to,” he said.
Cleo grinned and bent down to remove his shoes. Then she lightly kissed him on the forehead. “Let’s get Du into something Mehr comfortable before Du sleep,” she said, “Can Du 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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