As soon as she’s within reach, he enfolds her in a hug that squeezes the breath out of her. She could lose herself in this. The heat of his body against hers; the heady, ridiculous scent of his aftershave and the wild, bright salt of the sea; the way he holds her as though she’s something precious. “I never should have left you,” he says against her ear. “I never should have let you go.”
