"Aaron," I called out as I hurried up to him. I jumped up and hugged him. "Aaron," I screamed out in response to his name. I clutched him firmly in my arms. I didn't give a crap about anybody. After a second, I felt the old sensations, a strong arm wrapping me in his warmth, the hot breath slamming on my neck, and I got the old fragrance that had aroused me all day and night.
I asked, "Is-is it you?" while sobbing.
I was startled when I heard a soothing voice. He said, "Yes, it's me, my love."
Aaron's Aside.
I am overwhelmed by these familiar sensations after two days. I inhaled the most enticing scent of my life and clutched the soft cotton in my arm. Ivy, I've missed you. It felt very relaxing to have her in my arms.
Ivy's point of view.
I felt re-energized since it was so peaceful
