Nicely done, Will 😀
He turned as she walked in from the kitchen. “I’m leaving Spain. I’ll be away for a year.”
“I know. You told me you wouldn’t be here forever.” She rested her cheek against his shoulder and ran her fingers along his shirt buttons.
“I don’t want to leave you. You’ve made this a home for us, a place I feel comfortable.” The curtains billowed on the sea breeze and blew her hair into her eyes. He brushed the hair away with his finger tip, drawing it across her forehead, and along her cheek.
She turned and faced him, leaning back to look up into his eyes. “It won’t be the same without you.” She pressed her face to his chest.
“Hey there, don’t cry.” He dabbed at her eyes with his finger. “Oh, sweetheart; I’ll wake up every morning at five and feel you next to me seven thousand miles away.”
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