Page 162 of Buckin' Around
“Wow, this looks amazing,” she utters.
“Netflix and chill, baby?”
She closes in on me and slides her arms around my neck. “How about just the chill part, Spence?”
“We’re skipping the movie?” I try to sound horrified, and she chuckles.
“Oh yeah, this time we’re going straight to the good part.”
She drags my mouth down to hers, and we’re a tangle of souls. Two people, once separated by thousands of miles.
Two hearts with unclaimed baggage.
And yet, somehow, we managed to haul them in hand behind us until we built something unbreakable.
Need to see the proposal night shenanigans?
