He stepped closer, his heavy footsteps echoing in the bay. He leaned down, his broad chest inches from her face, and inhaled deeply. "You smell like sweet rain and Earth-soil," he murmured, a low purr starting in his chest. Clara blushed furiously. "Is that a good thing?"
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"You are Clara," he rumbled. His voice was so deep it vibrated right through the soles of her boots. He stepped closer, his heavy footsteps echoing in the bay