"Caleb," he echoed. The sweetness was the best part. Being held, felt like he was something and someone unique and treasured. It was a sensation he'd never known, the feeling of having someone's focus solely on him. He wanted it more, greedy to have someone's eyes looking at him.
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Date: 2015-08-21 03:19 am (UTC)"We...we need to get out..."