[ The words tremble when he breathes them against your lips, as his palms roam over your back to pull you even closer. You still fit so perfectly against him and it's occurring to him, quietly, in that rather distant way that thoughts like this do, that for a moment there he was afraid that you wouldn't. That he was braced for the possibility that you'd freeze in his arms and not kiss back. ]
I'm so sorry, babe. [ He's going to kiss your mouth, your cheek, breathe you in, hold you tight, how the hell had he managed a year without you this close. ] I'm so sorry, please forgive me. I shouldn't have left.
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[ The words tremble when he breathes them against your lips, as his palms roam over your back to pull you even closer. You still fit so perfectly against him and it's occurring to him, quietly, in that rather distant way that thoughts like this do, that for a moment there he was afraid that you wouldn't. That he was braced for the possibility that you'd freeze in his arms and not kiss back. ]
I'm so sorry, babe. [ He's going to kiss your mouth, your cheek, breathe you in, hold you tight, how the hell had he managed a year without you this close. ] I'm so sorry, please forgive me. I shouldn't have left.