Fiona
“I’m here for you,” he answers, but I step back, making his hand drop from my face.
“Here for me?”
I push down the hope that foolishly rises inside me. He wasn’t supposed to be back until tomorrow, but he’s here now.
Ethan nods, his eyes roam from the top of my head down my body in a slow caress, making me shiver. The concern shining from his eyes speaks louder than anything he could say in the moment. It’s almost like he’s checking to make sure I’m okay.
The longer we stand here, the more I feel the invisible thread connecting us. It pulls at my heart, urging me to go to him. My body moves before I can stop it, taking a step closer. The pine scent he always carries reaches my senses and something inside me calms slightly
He reaches for me again but pauses and drops his ha
