Chapter Twenty-ThreeShay:
I don’t even remember how I made it home.
The day felt like such a blur, and I felt a little empty.
Was it normal to miss another person this much?
I barely saw him a few hours ago, and it was like it still wasn’t long enough.
Part of me wanted to tell Jody, but I was worried about what she might say.
I was thinking about the special program again, and I was seriously considering it.
Would Noah be alright with that?
My gaze dropped to my feet, and I felt terrible.
I missed the warmth of his hands.
I missed just being able to breathe him in.
I moved the sleeves of his shirt up to my face.
His scent was still on the fabric, and I was thankful for that.
When I tried to describe what he smelled like, I came up blank.
It wasn’t too musky.
There was a hi
