Caught Up

Pulling her in, I kiss her temple. “He’s lucky to have you and so am I.”

month Max caught a little cold and, instead of me, the only person he wanted was his mom

I love you,” I remind her once again.
She smiles up at me, so content, so at peace. “I love you.” Miller runs a soothing hand over my Max’s hair, her attention drifting to him. “And I love you.”
With our friends surrounding us, I finally got my family.

Max is looking up at her as if she were his entire world.
Those two, this life . . . I don’t know how I got so lucky that I now get to call those two mine.

“Today was a good day.”
There were so many times I said that this summer with the fear that they were going to all end, but now . . .
“They’re all going to be good days, Miller.”

“Quite the party out there,” she says, gesturing towards the back door. “Why aren’t you dancing?”
My eyes track every inch of her face, basking in the knowledge that I’m going to have the privilege to see it every day for the rest of my life. “Because I only want to dance with you.”

what do you want?”
Does she really have to ask? It’s the same thing I wanted two weeks ago. The same thing I wanted all summer.
“You. Just you. I want it all with you, Miller.”

My lips only curve more as I keep my eyes closed, basking in the knowledge that she’s back.
She’s fucking back.
“You should probably hook me up with some of that skin care, Miller, because I have a feeling this smile isn’t going anywhere.”

living on my lips, because for the first time in thirteen days my world feels right.

exhale a disbelieving laugh at the realization, a stupidly giddy smile