“Holy shit. What smells so good?” Hudson drops his keys on the counter and walks around the island. “Fuck. Is this the lemon pepper chicken I like?” He’s been busy with an away game, a home game, and a community outreach project, and I’ve barely seen him since the night I went out with the girls. Since the night he touched my face and made my stomach swoop low, and I’m glad he’s here. I’m glad to have a few minutes with him, because I’m learning I miss him when he’s gone for too long.
