It made me feel insignificant. But at the same time, like I was part of the universe. I could feel Wade’s warmth, and hear Sawyer’s soft exhalations. It was utterly perfect.
It was on the tip of my tongue to tell them both how much I loved them. But at the last second, I bit it back. Not because I was afraid of telling them, even though it was probably too soon to express that particular sentiment to Wade. But because I didn’t want to interrupt this perfect moment with words. They weren’t necessary, really. Not in this moment.
I could feel it, the love, coming off both of them in waves. It settled into my soul and took root. Sawyer had been right. We were in for a few rough weeks. But I was right, too. It would all be worth it in the end.12
Wade
My knee bounced and my fingers tapped against my empty coffee cup. I was trying to focus on what was being said, but all I heard was fragments.
“…coming back…”