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Heartache

Ben took her coat, he wondered to the hallway. Once he had left her sight, he pressed the coat against his lips. It was still warm from the heat of her body and smelled wonderfully of her.

He hung the coat and strolled back into the living room. He gazed longingly at her. He heard his front door shut. His boss walked in “I trust Ben is looking after you my dear” he said.

Ben could feel his cheeks start to glow and hoped it would not give him away.

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