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My heart beats wildly.
Even though I know what he means when he says it. It’s our love. The he’s-my-person sort of love. But in my heart, it’s more. And I wonder if maybe it could be more in his heart, too.
My emotions are so fucked up right now.
“I know you’re not. You’ve always been a lot more,” I finally respond, wanting nothing more than to kiss him again and let my lips tell him exactly what I’m feeling.
We’ve always done that. A smile, a look, a hug, occasionally a kiss that says more than any words ever could.
But I can’t. He might feel something too intense from another kiss. Something I’m not ready to talk about yet because I’m not sure exactly what it is.
Instead, I wrap my arms around him and pull him into a tight hug, hopefully letting that speak for me. Words are failing me today.
We hug for a while, and then he finally says, “I get it. It’s been a lot. I’m here. However you need me, I’m here.”
“I just need you,” I whisper. “That’s all.”
“You’ve got me, always.” He kisses the side of my head.
I loosen my grip on him but don’t completely let him go.
He looks at me.
Then a warm smile crosses his lips.
“I think we should do something fun today. You went through something shitty and you’ve been trying to deal with it. I think it’s time we get out and enjoy life. Let it be a reminder of things that make you feel good. It’s supposed to be a gorgeous day. Let’s enjoy it together.”
I can’t help but smile at him.
He always knows exactly what to do and exactly what to say.
“So,” he says, hopping up from the bed and grabbing my hand, “that means getting dressed. Go put on one of those outfits that makes you feel all cute and badass and meet me at my house in fifteen minutes so we can go to breakfast. Deal?”
I grin at him.
“Cute and badass, huh?”
He gives me an adorable smile.
“Don’t pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about.”
He turns to the side to pick up his sweatpants, and it’s the first time I’ve looked at him today.
Since the dream.
And he is… perfect, sexy, dreamy.
His short, fluffy blond hair is slightly mussed. His biceps are desperately trying to escape the fabric of his T-shirt, which is thin enough that I can see every jacked shoulder and back muscle that he has. His T-shirt hangs more loosely off his waist where his body thins out, his abs not quite as thick as the muscles on his upper body. Then my eyes follow down his hips. The slight bulge in the front of his boxers.
I tear my gaze away, practically panting.
What is happening to me?
He slides his pants back on and shoves his feet into his flip-flops.
He winks at me and says, “See you in a few.” Then he smoothly climbs out the window, shutting it behind him.
I flop back on my bed, feeling a swirl of emotions and sensations running through me.
