“Don’t be nervous,” I say. “It’s just me.” He drops his face, pressing it into my hair. “I missed you,” he says. “I hated being away from you.” His words ease the tension I’ve been carrying around all weekend, and I lean up, pressing a kiss to the side of his jaw. “I missed you, too.” He holds me for another long moment before dropping his arms from my waist and picking up my hands, holding them between us. “Summer, I’m not going to say any of this right. I’m not…good at this part. I don’t…” His words are shaky, but his eyes are radiating warmth and confidence. I lift a hand to his cheek,
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