Page 53 of The Fighter who Needed Me
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She could feel her tears on her cheeks and the wetness on his.
He put her down and cupped her cheeks in his large hands, “It’s really you?”
She smiled, “It’s really me. I have missed you more than words can express.”
He put his forehead to hers, his eyes red and full of tears. He kissed her softly again and again. “I have missed you too.”
She put her arms around his naked back, “I am so sorry I didn’t meet you. I tried. I truly did. But they took me.”
He moved his hands down to her hips and tightened his hold. “They will never take you from me again.”
She stared up at him, and held him closer to her, “Good.”
Then he took her lips in a blistering kiss.
