Jesse
The week has passed in a blur. Kylie has been busy at work, and so have I with a new build starting. We facetime every night, but we have been too busy to see each other. We talk throughout the day as well. Yet I still miss her, miss her being in my arms, hearing her laugh, and seeing her smile in person.
So on Friday night, I pick her up from work, surprising her. I wait outside, leaning against my car. She comes out in her leather jacket, a short skirt, and a top this time, her normal heels in place.
She’s looking in her bag, so she doesn’t spot me until I clear my throat. “Miss me, Angel?”
She freezes, and her head snaps up. As soon as she spots me, she grins and rushes over. I push off and meet her halfway, grabbing her and dragging her into my arms.
Her bag falls to the gr
