The door flew open just before I reached it, and Lance’s eyes were wide with excitement as he held his arms out to me. I crashed into him, and we wrapped our arms around each other and damn near fell over with the force of our collision. “I’m sorry,” I growled as I locked him in my arms and a part of me wished I’d never have to let go. “I’m sorry too,” he agreed, his beard scratching my cheek in the best way.
