Chase POV
She was in my arms.
Muffins.
My Muffins.
She was here. She was real. She was warm. And she was looking at me with those big green eyes that made my chest feel tight and my stomach feel funny.
"Muffins," I whispered. I couldn't stop saying her name. I couldn't stop touching her. Her hair. Her face. Her hands.
"I missed you," I said. "I missed you so much. You don't even know. I looked everywhere for you. Every room. Every corner. Every shadow. I couldn't find you. I was so scared. I thought I lost you. I thought—"
"Boy." She put her finger on my lips. "Shh. I'm here now."
She smiled. That smile. The one that made my heart stop and start at the same time.
"I'm here," she said again.
I kissed her. Her forehead. Her nose. Her cheeks. Her chin. Her lips. I kissed her everywhere. I couldn't help it. Literally.
"You're so pretty," I said. "You're the prettiest girl I've ever seen. You're prettier than the sunrise. Prettier than the stars. Prettier than—"
