MEGAN
MY HEART STOPPED, then jackhammered. It instantly followed with a fluttery feeling scattered in my stomach. This was impossible. I must be dreaming.
“Miss me?” A soft deep voice and warm breathing confirmed my doubt. Then he pressed his lips against mine.
I slowly opened my eyes, and I met the most mesmerizing eyes, smiling down at me.
“Hi.” My voice came out a breathless whisper.
“Hey, my love,” he whispered. “I missed you.” He pressed his lips longer. When we parted, he drew me into a hug, and I was still shocked to respond. I tried to process everything when he sat beside me, pulling me into his arms. “Say something.”
I turned my head to look at him. “Say something? Really? Can’t you even at least call me or leave a text before you fly over hundreds of miles over here? I was
