Our Way

by T.L. Swan

“Are you all right?” I ask. He nods, but he looks so sad. Empathy fills me, and I smile softly and hold my arms out for him. “Nathe, come here, baby.” He hugs me. We squeeze each other tightly and stay in each other’s arms for a long time. I can feel his torment. “Can I do anything to help?” I whisper. “Just be here.” He kisses my temple.

so overwhelmed by the situation that I feel close to tears. He takes my face in his hands as he kisses me, and I know he feels it, too. Something wonderful just happened between us. It’s raw and real, and most of all, honest. “Nathe,” I whisper as I cling to him. He smiles against my lips. “I know, baby. I know.”