Her soft lilac and grass scent lingered in the air, calling out to him. It had been two days since he’d been able to hold Emily. He’d only seen her in passing, and he couldn’t wait to feel her soft body in his arms again. At the thought of Emily, he began to sprint. A fine sheen of sweat beaded on his forehead, and he used the back of his arm to swipe it away. “You’re late,” Emily called from his right. Marcus turned toward her voice as she emerged from the bushes. He smiled. Relief and love swallowed him whole as he took her in. Her long chestnut hair was swept up into a ponytail, and her emerald eyes shone brightly as she grinned back at him. “I was helping Devon.” “I’ve missed you,” Emily sighed as he enveloped her in his arms. “Are you alone?” Marcus inquired, his eyes scanning the woods. “Vincent came out with me to keep up appearances. He said he would stay out of hearing range to give us privacy. But you know how he is, that doesn’t necessarily mean anything,”
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