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I owe you an apology—one dripping with regret, guilt, and maybe just a little bit of longing. I never meant to cross a line (or maybe I did, but we both know lines are meant to be teased, danced around, and occasionally broken). If my words or actions made you uncomfortable, I want you to know it wasn’t my intention. Well, maybe it was—but not in a bad way.
You see, I have this habit of pushing buttons, testing limits, seeing just how much heat a moment can hold before it melts into something else entirely. But you’re important to me—more than just a thrill, more than just a fleeting temptation. And if I went too far, let me make it up to you. However you want. However you need.
Because the last thing I want is distance between us when we could be tangled up in something much, much better—like trust, like laughter, like… whatever you’ll let me have.
Tell me how to fix this. I promise I’ll be very, very good.
💙 💗 💚
💜 💚 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐀 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐃𝐀𝐘
💗 💚 💛 💙
💙 💜