C67 SHE

When I return to the room, he is no longer pacing, he is sitting at the desk, his eyes full of relief as he beacons me to him. Hurriedly, my feet move in his direction, and he pulls me into his legs, plopping down, his face sinks between my neck and my face, my body shivers as our bodies touch.

“I missed you, where did you go?” he murmurs,

I swallow