Mel walked right into his open arms. "You're late," she said, looking up at him. He lowered his lips to softly kiss her forehead. "Sorry. I was held up. Goddamn truck left without me." He smiled down at her. "Do you have any idea what you look like in jeans? Melinda, you just do it to me in jeans." "Everyone thought you were dead and you're talking about my butt again." He grimaced. "They're going to wish I was dead. I've been walking for twenty-four hours and I'm in a real mood." He brushed the hair back from her brow. "Were you scared, baby?" "No," she said, shaking her head. "I knew you were coming." "You did?" She touched her chest. "Your heart beats in here. If it had stopped, I would have known. It did beat a little fast sometimes. Was it close, Jack?" He chuckled, tightening his arms around her. "It was so close, I have blisters on my ass." "I spent all night remembering every time you touched me. Every one." "You don't have to make do on memories. I'm going to touch you for many more years." "I knew you'd never leave me." "Baby, I'd walk out of hell to get back to you." "I
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