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Submitted to Contest #295
She was gone, and he didn't need to know where. Why shouldn't this magical night include a disappearing act, he thought. He'd had what he wanted; a single moment in time when she belonged to him, and only him. He'd asked the heavens to throw him a bone, and - as it turned out, it's true what they say; every dog has his day.He ran a hand over the empty side of the bed–tracing her warmth in the dark. His hand resurfaced from under the cover with a strap of some sort. Black and lacy. Delicate. Torn from her garter or bra, perhaps. He wasn't sur...
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