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Saige
Two full days of nothing but eating, sleeping, and being beneath Flynn. Pure heaven, the kind of life and love I’d hoped to find but never expected. Every time he entered my body, he held me close, looked into my eyes, whispered words of affirmation, drawing me in deeper, dousing me with his life-giving energy.
I smiled all day, every day.
Sometimes, I caught Flynn looking out over the river, his brow furrowed, but he would shake his head and tell me it was nothing when I asked what bothered him. He never used the radio to call for Jessie.
We lived in limbo, but the level of comfort I drew from Flynn didn’t allow for fear or concern. I’d found what I’d been longing for, and no one or nothing would take it away from me.
If it meant living in a cave, I would gladly do so—as lo
