POV: Chloe
“See, easy peasy,” he told me. I could feel the smile in his voice.
He was watching my face with an expression I hadn't seen on him in seven years, unguarded, delighted, the look of a man who has just learned something he needed to know and is almost unbearably pleased about it. My face was hot.
"I wasn't panicking." I lied.
“Liar liar,”
“I didn’t panic!”
"You opened four cabinets in six seconds."
"I was being efficient..."
He smiles, that genuine smile that’s so real. And then, he kissed me. He did not rush it, he was slow, deliberate, his hand coming up to my face the way it used to, thumb at my cheekbone, tilting my chin up.
And then his mouth on mine with a certainty that had nothing frantic in it. Like coming home to a house you'd been away from too long. Lik
