<font color=orange>(*)Hand cupped her cheek, thumb passing over her bottom lip. Face close to hers.(*) "Ahh..but I already know there is more to you then your looks. I have known you as a child, and know the person who hides within this gorgeous frame. Trista...my little kitten..."(*)He had remembered it on the spur of the moment, the little pet name he had had for her when no one else was around. Kitten. They had been close, closer then their parents had known, after all, they were only a year apart in age.(*)</font> -- The Tortello Mansion

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