I glance at Jasper, “I’ll see you in our room.”
He looks at me and smiles, “I won’t be long.”
I leave the room and climb up the stairs, noticing Ben in the lounge below. In the bedroom, I change into my pjs: a tank top and boy shorts. As I finish braiding my hair, Jasper waltzes in. I am relieved to see him but again, he looks tired.
He removes his shirt and sits on the end of the bed, near where I am standing, and before I can say anything, he places his hands on my hips, dragging me to him. He rests his head on my chest and as I stand in front of him, I can feel him breathing me in.
“I’ve missed this…” He quietly admits.
I place my hands on his head, combing through his hair. “You didn’t have to be…I tried reaching out, but you blocked me out.”
He slowly looks up at me and seems su
