When you pop in to check but end up missing OOF.

---- To pull me against his chest. I found myself trying to hold onto anything and everything that was @LaPushBound. His scent, the way ---

---- His arms feel around me. - I'll call you once I land. - Voice muffled by his chest. "You better" I hear him mumble as the sound of ---

--- A deep intake of breath follows. Reluctantly pulling away from @LaPushBound, a hand lift and the tips of my fingers brush lightly ---

--- Over his jaw before my lips find his.- One week. - I murmur and hear him repeat the same. Nibbling on his lip, I pull away, ---

---- Shouldering my bag and taking hold of the suitcase.- Don't eat all the ice cream and I love you, @LaPushBound! - I shout as I begin ---

--- To walk away from @LaPushBound. One week. Seven Days.... I can do that. After all, when I returned, he'll be waiting for me.-

- Things in DC were taking longer than I'd expected, and after calling home to check on @LaPushBound and let him know I would be staying —

— a few extra days to finish up some things; which included last minute paperwork, questions about the incoming Seattle again, and a plea —

— to not permanently leave the Beau. I'd chewed on my lip and racked my brain on what to do and I knew calling @LaPushBound to talk to him —

— would be the best idea. But, when we did speak, I wasn't able to bring it up. So, I'd agreed to stay on as an consultant. Now, sighing —

— as I rested in a chair I'd pulled up to the open door of my balcony, a glass of wine in hand and the battle on a small table nearby. I —

— wondered what @LaPushBound was currently doing and found my chest aching from missing him. I'd started noticing what the distance —

— between @LaPushBound and I does to me. Emotionally, it stretches me thin, like, I can barely feel him at the end of the invisible thread —

— that connected us to one another. Brushing my fingers along the leg that I'd injured all those months ago, a tiny smile appeared on my —

— face as I thought about everything that has transpired between myself and @LaPushBound. How he and his brothers risked so much.- Maybe —

— once I'm back home, I'll plan them and their families a BBQ? Have the girls over for an at home spa day? -Head tilting backwards, I —

— allowed the sounds of the night dance around me, finding myself excited about returning to the silence of the small town.-

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