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“Yes, I forgive you. I love you, Reed,” I whisper into his chest. “Do you forgive me?”
“There’s nothing to forgive you for.”
“I made your life hell.”
“And you will continue to do that, no doubt.” He smiles at me, wiping his eyes. “Just as long as I get to kiss you every morning when you wake up and kiss you good night right before you go to sleep, we can figure the other stuff out together as we go along.”
I look up into his eyes, smiling at his beautiful words. “Will I be tied to your bed while all this kissing is going on?”
He rolls his eyes and shakes his head at me.
“What? Too soon?”
“You’re such a smart ass, Tink. And that’s why I fucking love you.”
“I love you too, Reed.”
He cups my face and then lowers his mouth to mine, and all humor flies out the window. Oh, yes. I’ve missed this so much. I’ve missed the taste of him and the feel of his lips on my lips. I’ve missed the scent of him and the feeling of his tongue slipping into my mouth. I’ve missed the way our bodies meld together so perfectly. I’ve missed his stupid lip ring and the way the rest of the world ceases to exist when he’s kissing me.
I’ve missed everything about him.
He kisses me deeper, shuffling into the apartment, kicking the door shut behind him with his foot. Never once does his mouth leave mine as we stumble clumsily down the hallway to my bedroom, knocking into walls and doorframes as we go.
As we collapse down onto my mattress, Reed’s lips still for a moment and his forehead rests against mine.
“We’re moving you out of this apartment first thing tomorrow morning. I’ve got a perfectly big bed at my place that I want to share with you, and I’ve got a big closet and dresser with plenty of drawers. And I want to take a shower with you every single night.”
I smile when he buries his face in my hair, kissing my neck. “Did you just ask me to move in with you?”
“Yeah, I guess I did. Whaddya say?”
I think about it for half a second. “Okay.”
He laughs, and then he kisses me some more. He kisses me deeper this time like he’s missed kissing me just as much as I’ve missed kissing him. He kisses me passionately, and nothing else has ever felt so good to me. He kisses me long, hard, and heartfelt, squeezing my body tightly against his.
And he doesn’t stop kissing me until my lips are numb and swollen, and so are his, and the sweet sound of his deep groan is like music to my ears.
A song I could listen to every day for the rest of my life.
The End.
