Walter Schmidt raised an eyebrow, his long, powerful arm wrapping around the woman's slender waist.
His palm gently caressed her waist, the action incredibly intimate.
"Only two days, I'll leave tomorrow." He had finally cleared his schedule for two days, simply because he missed her so deeply that even a brief glimpse of her would suffice.
"Walter..." Emily Stone's heart ached for him; him rushing back and forth like that must be so tiring, "Didn't I say I'd be back in a few days? You rushing over like this will be exhausting."
"It doesn't matter." The man lowered his head, his prominent nose touching hers, "Didn't you say you missed me? Since you can't leave, then I have to come to see you."
Emily was deeply touched; he had traveled so far just because she had said that she missed him!
"Walter..." In a moment of emotion, she stood on tiptoe and initiated a kiss on his lips.
The man's body shuddered, his arms pulling her in close, his heated body making Emily's face turn red.
