Māhū Games

We Play Differently In The Islands

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“How did you find me?”

I snake a hand around her waist, letting my fingers delve into the comfort of her hip. I smile, but nod noncommittally.

“Are we still playing?”

I nuzzle into her ear, brushing aside the hair she keeps long on the top and one side, brushing my lips along the curve of her lobe, pausing to…