In one swift motion, Josh stood up and brought Avery with him, closing the distance between them as he crushed his body against hers, every inch of them connecting. She was limp in his arms, completely lost in his scent and his tears that were dampening her hair, even though she felt her body coming alive under his desperate touch. Josh pressed a long kiss to her temple, where a few strands of wet hair were beginning to stick. His lips trembled against her skin. “I will write when I’m ready.” She laughed—she didn’t know if it had been out loud or in her head, but she laughed at the hollowness
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