“No rushing,” she said, grinning. “We’re ordering dessert first, and you’re not allowed to check your work email.”
“I love you.”
“I love you more.
Now come on… our flight’s not gonna wait!”
We walked through security side by side, her hand brushing mine, my heart still catching up.
And for the first time in over a decade, I let myself believe that maybe, I’d done something right.
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