48 - Home with my family
Fallon I can’t believe I’m in Trace’s arms, his big, strong arms. I cling to him, my head on his shoulder and my arms locked around his waist. He rubs my back with one big hand, the other caressing the back of my head as he rocks me gently. I have longed for this moment since he walked away from me that day by the lake. “I missed you so much,” I whisper against him. I want to kiss him so hard. I need to feel his kisses so that I know I’m not dreaming. But what if I am? What if I kiss him right now just for him to disappear? I should hate Trace for what he did earlier, but I just can’t. I love him so much it hurts. “I missed you, too, baby. We have a lot to talk about and sort out, and we will do it before the nights out.” Taking my face in his hands, he lifts my head. I get lost in
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