Back Together Again

Andrew

Kissing Lanie with everything I had, I picked her up. Her legs went around my waist, latching tight to me. She’d never know how much I needed this, but maybe I could give her a hint. With every touch, with every kiss, I wanted to show her that she was something special.

She’d always hold a cherished spot in my heart. No matter what came next.

I didn’t need to look to see where I was headed. I knew the dark house well. Navigating the hallway, I carried her up the stairs and into my bedroom, where the floor lamp in the far corner cast a soft glow.

Laying Lanie on the bed, I gently eased my weight onto hers. Her arms were still around my neck, and her face was painted with a soft passion.

“I missed you,” she said.

I nearly convulsed from the force of the words. “I missed you,” I repeated, dipping down and taking her lips.

Our tongues danced, familiar heat and unknown desire mixing together. I pushed my hands under her back, bringing her closer to me. I couldn’t get her near enough