She leaps into my arms, wraps her legs around my waist, and plasters her lips to mine. Probably the best welcome home I’ve ever received. “Oh my God, you smell good,” she says as her lips move across mine. “I missed you.” I spin us around and pin her against the door. “I missed you too,” I say, running my hand through her hair as my lips move over hers. “Fuck, I missed you.”
