His embrace felt like home, and maybe that was some deep-seated reaction resulting from old memories and a sense of nostalgia.
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Lindsey had been looking forward to this moment for weeks now, hoping he wasn’t projecting his own desires on the situation, that her little comments here and there actually meant what he thought they meant...
"Do you not have any blankets down here?"
With her, it was easy.
“Good morning, honey,” she said as he came downstairs for breakfast, bleary-eyed and unshaven.