Then he changed my whole world. No, he didn’t change it. He gave it back to me. “I love you,” he declared. “Loved you then. Love you now. Never quit lovin’ you in a way I know I never will. You were it for me, the only one, the only woman I ever loved, and you never quit bein’ it. So I think you can get how I cannot find words to explain how fuckin’ pleased I am that you’re back.” “I…” I hiccupped, deep breathed, clutched his shirt, and he waited through all that. “Ditto,” I pushed out. Totally lame. But it bought me his eyes smiling and a brush of his lips.
