The Bastard

After parking the car, I turned to look at the man snoring peacefully beside me then I stared at my hand that he held earlier.

"Ha. He really is back." My chest constricted.

With a deep breath, I folded my hands and leaned my head on the headrest while facing him.

He has changed a lot over the years: His height increased by almost a foot, His voice became gruff, His muscles were more toned, And his face went from pretty handsome to strikingly hot. The last one was not a personal opinion but a fact.

He became really manly...

'I missed you.'

And really affectionate too.

As soon as I heard that he's back, I've been restless for the entire week thinking about how I should face him after all these years.