“I love you,” he whispered, his arms encasing me. “I love you so damn much.” He kissed the top of my head, running his thumb along my cheek. “I have missed making love to you. But I have also missed our friendship. I've missed it all.” My throat burned, but I smiled, kissing his cheek. “I love you more than anything. I've missed it all, too. The only thing that has kept me going these years was the hope I'd find you again…somehow, someway.”
