I can feel him smile against my skin. And against my better judgment, my arms come up and wrap around his head and before I know, we are both lying on the couch. His face still hidden in my neck, my arms around him, both his arms wrapped around me, holding me tightly against him.
He falls silent. And I do so too. Maybe it was best to be silent. Best to not say things out loud. Maybe hearing them would only make things harder for the both of us.
My finger comb through his hair and he breathes in deeply, a low grunt like a purr reverberating in his chest.
"I don't think you can understand how much I've missed you." he whispered, his lips pressing against my skin.
"I don't think I want to understand." I chuckle and slowly pull away from him to look at him.
Our eyes meet and I feel a shi
