Madison walked slowly across the room, her bare feet silent against the floor as she approached the window. Her steps were unsteady, as if her mind still hadn't caught up to the reality standing before her. There he was—Nate. Sitting calmly on the edge of her window frame like he had never left, like it hadn't been two long, aching years since he disappeared. The sunlight poured over his skin like a blessing, and for a moment, Madison felt her breath hitch in her throat.
She reached out slowly, fingers trembling, and touched his face. Her hand brushed over the stubble on his jaw, and she felt the undeniable warmth of his skin. That was all it took. A single tear slipped down her cheek.
"You're back…" she whispered, her voice catching as she wrapped her arms around him tightly, burying her face into his shoulder.
Nate smiled softly, closing his eyes and breathing in the familiar scent of her hair, her body, everything he had missed for so long.
