He was shaking. I wrapped my other arm around him, tucked my face into his neck. I’m here. I wanted to make everything perfect for him, run my fingertips up and down his arms as I whispered in his ear. I’ve got you. We fit so perfectly together, like we were made for each other, made to do this. His head dropped back against my shoulder. I watched his lips make the shape of my name. Morgan—
oh my GOD
