She could feel his breath on her neck, his arm wound around her tightly. She did not want him to know how much she was enjoying these moments of unabashed affection.

As he slowly leaned in to kiss her, the doorbell rang and she had to wake up to take the milk.

Wide awake now, she could not believeΒ heΒ had beenΒ gone for a month. She was learning to live without him, except for her dreams.


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