His lips twitched like he was going to smile, but he didn’t. “It felt like the purple-eyed b***h had me for a lot longer than three days.”
I frowned. “How long did you think you were gone for?”
“I’m not sure. A week, at least.”
I gaped at him, stunned. “A whole week?”
“I missed you.”
There it was again—that desire to be as close to him as we could get. After the way we’d spent the past two hours or so, I certainly didn’t think he wasn’t in the mood.
Maybe it would do us both some good if I stopped overthinking.
I took a sip of my water. “How much did you miss me?”
He didn’t hesitate to close the small space between us. “I’ll show you.”
I set my water down just as his arms snaked around my waist. I stretched up on my tiptoes, grabbed his face, and kissed him. He leaned into me mor
