He threaded his fingers through my hair, holding me still as he leaned in again, almost touching his forehead to mine. “I’ve missed you these past days. I’ve worried about you every damn second. Everything around us feels like it’s moving toward chaos, and I should be focused on keeping order and solving problems, but for some reason all I can think about most of the time is you. It’s maddening.” His grip in my hair tightened, sending a bite of pain and a tremble of pleasure through my scalp. “So fucking maddening.”
