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We stand staring at each other silently, and then he takes three giant strides toward me and wraps his arms around me so tight it’s like his large body is a cocoon around mine. He smells like sun and soap and something new that I don’t recognize. When he speaks, his voice is a deep rasp that I want to drown in. “You came home.” I squeeze my eyes shut. I came home.
He’s wearing the biggest smirk, his eyes crinkled at the corners. “I can’t believe you got bangs again.”
He grinned. “I pay attention to a lot of things about you, Percy Fraser.”
Bangs are like the New Year’s Eve of hair.”
Somehow I did fall asleep, and just before I drifted off, I heard Sam whisper, “I’d rather kiss you, too.”
“I love you,” he whispers. “I don’t think I ever stopped.”
