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A/N: Yay, new drabble!
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She had the most wonderful smile. It pulled her whole face into it, eyes squinting, nose bunching as she held back laughter. Oh, and her eyes. He could admire them forever except for her hair. Perfect golden curls he loved to tangle his fingers in. Laying there with her, sweat glistening on their bare bodies, kissing the tip of her perfect nose as he ran a hand over her curves, Sam knew that Jess was the one.
The memory shifted. Heat burned his face and he gasped as Jess burned on the ceiling, consumed because of his reckless, foolish passion.