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Her mouth opens as if she’s about to say something, but then closes. I can see the war going on in her mind.
“Stop fighting this. You and me, we fit. It’s right, and I can't sit around waiting for you to realize it. I know there’s shit we need to work through, but right now none of that matters.” I drop my head, grazing her nose with mine. I don’t want that guy hearing any of this so I lower my voice. “The only thing that matters is the fact that, even after seven years, I still can't get you out of my head. I can't forget the way it felt to have you be mine. I want that again. How about you?”
Her eyes dart around so I drop my forehead to hers, looking down at her, but she won’t meet my gaze. Having her this close—the way she feels, smells—it’s like going back in time. Yes, we’re both older now and I’m sure we’ve changed in ways the other can’t see, but something that feels this right can’t be wrong. Being here with her, the street around us disappears. Nothing else exists except her and me.
I feel her heartbeat against my chest. It’s racing. She can lie to me with her mouth all she wants.
Her body can’t lie.
“Stop thinking. Your head isn’t gonna give you this answer.”
I feel her nod and when I pull back, her eyes are on mine.
“Yes.”
I lean down, pressing my lips to hers, and as she leans into me and my grip on her tightens, I wonder how I lasted seven years without her.
