From Aurora Rose Reynolds' post.
“Yeah. I missed you. I missed the way you laugh.” He pulls my leg up kissing the inside of my inner knee. “I missed your smell.” He pulls my other leg up kissing that knee as well. “I missed your touch.” He runs his hands up the tops of my thighs. “I missed the way we could talk for hours about nothing and everything.” His hands go to my stomach then up my rib cage. “I missed your kisses.” His knees spread my legs wider. “I missed your mouth.” He leans forward his mouth landing on mine. “I love you and I'm so glad that I have a second chance.”