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(..) Before he can talk, I stop his lips with a kiss. I feel that thing again. The thing i only felt once before. In the cave last year. This time, there’s nothing but us to interrupt us. And after a few attemps. Peeta gives up on talking. The sensation inside grows warmer and spreads out from my chest, down my body, out along my arms and legs, to the tips of my being. Instead of satisfying me, the kisses have the opposite effect, of making my need greater. I though i was an expert on hunger, bit this is an entirely new kind.
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