Page 35 of Meet Again


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My skin prickles and heats. His touch sears me, flooding me with emotions I’ve tried to push aside. I clear my throat and nod.

“Anyway,” he pulls his hand away. “I’m sure it doesn’t seem that way to you.”

“It’s more complicated than that.”

“I guess throwing pie at me was part of your revenge?” He cracks a smile.

I sag into my chair and cover my face. “I didn’t mean to. Honestly, I’m so sorry.”

His deep chuckle envelops me. “I’m only teasing you. You can’t even tell.” He shifts, looking at his pants.

I follow his gaze, too, checking if they’re stained. The way his pants stretch across his strong thigh makes my pulse race. Hudson is all man, and he’s grown since we were together. I will my eyes to stop checking him out and fail.

“Let’s go.” He scoots back and tugs my hand.

“Where?” I look at him as if he’s crazy.

When he points to the window in the dining room, I see it’s snowing. A huge smile splits my mouth, and I head for the back door without waiting for him.

“I’m two for two,” he says behind me. I spin around to face him with my arms spread wide.

“You are,” I nod.

I wonder if he can be two for two with my heart as well. It seems as if the more time I spend with him, the more my guard drops. Staring at him now, seeing the way he’s looking at me, fills me with hope.

When he stalks toward me, my breath hitches. He stops inches from me, his hand moving to my hair and running his fingers through it.

“You’ve got snowflakes all over you.” His voice is low and rough.

“It’s the point. Dancing in the snow is much more fun than in the rain.” I step back and move around freely, inhaling the cold air and letting it fill my lungs and cool my heated skin.

When I turn around to look at Hudson, he smiles in such a way that it takes my breath away. When he extends his hand, I take it. We begin to slow dance, and every fiber of my being feels as if it’s put back together. I rest my cheek on his shoulder and close my eyes.

“Could it be that we have a chance to make things right now?” His question is a low whisper that’s almost drowned by the pounding in my ears.

I lean back and stare at him.

“Is it even possible?” Neither of our situations has changed.

“I want it to be,” he confesses.

Tears blur my vision, and I wish that things were different. My heart fears opening up to him again, only to end up broken once more.

I remain silent, soaking up this moment. I don’t want anything to ruin it if it disappears just as fast as it came. When Hudson returns to New York, I’ll be left here, and this will just have been a reunion to add to the list of memories.

11

Hudson

Having Lex in my arms makes me feel complete. I never want to let go, but I hate seeing the tears filling her eyes. My hand squeezes hers as I tighten my hold around her waist. I want her to know what seeing her again is like for me. I’m not hiding my feelings.

“Say something,” I whisper.

“I don’t know what to say.” She shakes her head softly and looks over my shoulder.

“Do you still think about me?” If she’s not sure where to begin, I’ll ask questions.

She tilts her head to the side as her eyes meet mine again and purses her lips.

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