Chapter 89

“It’s hard to believe when I go and break everything to pieces.” I smile remorsefully when he comes back to look me in the eye again. Tracing the tear that rolls down my cheek before he also kisses that away.

My gentle Arry is back with me in all his glory, and I have never felt more complete in my life. I need this part of him more than air. I never knew how badly until this very second.

“Well, I happen to be good at gluing things back together. You’ve given me a lot of practice.” He smiles cheekily and, this time dips in for a kiss on the mouth that blows my mind and ends any more conversation.

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“Here, beautiful,” Arrick hands me a plate of pancakes in the kitchen. I have been wrapped around him all morning after we fell asleep on the floor watching the New York rain, and now I am reluctant to stop holding on to him, even when he was cooking. My face planted against his back and my hands wrapped around that hard-muscular abdomen of his made it difficult