"Ha--" she exhaled when his fingers brushed against the side of her chest, suddenly and vividly aware of him. This - this wasn't a dream. Had it happened before? Just like this? She wasn't sure, but it felt like he fit.
One hand slid up to the side of his head and she didn't so much press him against her as she moved to simply hold him, cradle his head against her. I'm right here. I've got you.
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One hand slid up to the side of his head and she didn't so much press him against her as she moved to simply hold him, cradle his head against her. I'm right here. I've got you.
"I missed you too," she whispered.