As ridiculous as it sounded, perhaps this was now the safer place for him. When I voiced this thought, he let out a scoff. “Please. You won’t get rid of me again so easily, Tisaanah.” He gave me a little smile and a wink that was so aggressively him that it knocked the air out of me. For a moment, words evaded me. How many times had I dreamed that I’d see him again? How many times had I been so certain that I wouldn’t? “You have no idea how much I’ve missed you,” I murmured, fighting a lump in my throat. He smiled, and said, “I do, actually.”
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