And his kisses. God, his lips feel like they were custom-made to fit perfectly against mine. He alternates between soft and sweet, hard and hungry. And I get it. Though we’ve shared plenty of kisses, this one is different. It’s like discovering a lake in the middle of a desert. Or waking up on Christmas morning to a glistening blanket of show. The equivalent of winning the lottery. And though it redefines the “cheese” in cheesiness, that’s what it feels like to have Logan back in my life, back in my arms, when I thought he was lost to me forever. Being with him means more than I can express. It’s everything. He’s everything. I start and end with him.

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