Megan’s face.

“Debbie!” Carlos shifted his eyes from Megan to his angry wife. The sharpness in his eyes were gone. There was a tender yearning in them.

Only they knew how much they had missed each other, how many times they had imagined their reunion. But it was never like this; nothing like this.

“Yes, Carlos, what can I do for you?” Debbie looked at him, her eyes full of sarcasm.

Carlos waved to her.

“Come here.”

Debbie grabbed her Luggage and made her way to the door instead.

“Debbie!” Carlos snarled.

He had been the first thing in her mind when she woke up and the Last thing in her thoughts as she fell asleep. Every song she had listened to reminded her of him. She had missed his scent. Just hearing his voice through the phone used to give her butterflies,

that Carlos loved her. And she

could make her miss him that much. It couldn’t have been clearer after they had spent so many days apart from each other.

around, tossed her suitcase aside, and ran towards Carlos. He was quick enough to spread his right arm to catch her. He put his arm around her waist, and Debbie locked her hands

right. This was what

mouth to remind Debbie of Carlos’ wound. However, the couple were kissing passionately. Embarrassed, she left the

lay her on the

was up to, she grabbed his hand and reminded

you’re injured.” Her cheeks were

were dark from containing his desire for so

he said in a

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