He sighed, bringing me in and engulfing me in his arms, his face resting on my tummy. "Good," he said. I was missing you.
My heart rate spiked. How did we behave? Was this a genuine relationship or was it really a staged act? Would we then return to our regular dynamic? After witnessing this, I couldn't image going back to our normal routine, and I had no idea how things would end out in the future.
Emily, ask him!
He turned to face me and placed his hard stare on my face as he awaited my response. The question "Are you feeling better?" I queried.
Coward.
He temporarily lost his composure, but immediately recovered. "Much better," he said. How was the meeting received?
