We returned home after spending a week together. The moment we reached the airport, it was time to part ways.

“You go home first, babe,” Aaron whispered, pressing a soft kiss on my cheek. “I’ll come later tonight.”

I wrapped my arms around him. “Can’t you stay a little longer, Aaron?”

“We’ve got the whole night, babe,” he smiled gently.

“Just the night?” I sighed. “Do you know how hard it is to see the one you love and not be able to touch him? It hurts more than I ...