I stood on shaky legs, ignoring the fierce ache between them. He waited until I walked over to him before he pulled me into his arms and he just… held me.
How long had it been since someone last held me? Since I was sixteen?
I let out a soft sigh and sank into his warm embrace. I missed being held. I missed having nice physical contact with another human being. I hadn’t realized how much until now. My arms wrapped around his waist, and I closed my eyes savoring his scent.
He kissed my neck and pulled away. “Goodnight,” he whispered.
“Goodnight,” I whispered back.
His lips curved up in a small smile.He walked out the door and I locked it behind him. Then I leaned against the door and touched my swollen lips.
I still couldn’t believe that happened.