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Even if that sounds like something a wannabe poet bloke would say, it’s true.
I feel her closeness infusing me, making me want to hold her for longer, longer … making me never want to let her go, that’s the truth.
Relief floods through me as I lean down and take in the scent of her lavender hair.
I have her in my arms again, something I thought might never happen.
My panic falls away, but then a dark note shoots through me.
Adam.
What game is he playing?
We’ll need to figure that out soon.
But, for now, I’m content to just be with Grace, the woman I’m tired of pretending I don’t need.
