Emily Pov

　　Without exchanging any initial words, Benson opens his arms, and I fit into them. My arms wrap around his body, meeting at Benson's back. At that moment, everything falls back into place, and I allow myself to forget the reason for our true separation. I enjoy hearing Benson's heart beating behind his shirt. Benson's arms squeeze me closer to him. Minutes pass slowly as I revel in quenching all the longing I had for Benson.

　　Finally, Benson loosens his ...