He grabbed me up in his arms, and I sank happily into his embrace. We’d only been apart a few days, but it felt like much longer. I was so at ease in his arms and knew this was exactly where I was supposed to be—curfew or not. “I missed you,” he said. “Me too. I didn’t want to go another night without seeing you.” I lifted my lips to his, and he pulled me close, pressing our bodies together as he deepened the kiss. It was filled with passion and yearning; it was the kind of kiss you could lose yourself in. If this was the way Wes kissed me when we’d been parted for a few days, maybe I needed
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