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[center][h1][color=7EA6D7]Willow Estelle Kinsley[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=7EA6D7]Location:[/color][/b] Petal Bakery - Denver, CO
[b][color=7EA6D7]Currently:[/color][/b][/center]
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Willow’s brow crinkles in thought - was that how they’d been able to keep her and her family in line? Is that how she was able to escape? Because being kidnapped got her out of Beowulf’s ‘scenting’? Her shaking returns and she blinks rapidly before looking up at Rowan. It would be nice not to be so jumpy and not feel like her heart is going to burst out of her chest at any given moment. [color=7EA6D7]“I think I would like that…”[/color] She says softly with warm cheeks. 

[color=7EA6D7]“You smell nice anyway.”[/color] Willow wiggles her nose, noticing that by trapping her between his arms, she could smell that lavender bread scent almost as clearly as she had this morning. Her blush deepens when she remembers exactly how she had ended up in his room.