Where Warmth Becomes Home
He said "I will never let you go, my love." Then he kissed the top of her head. Just stayed there. It was like he was holding onto the moment for both of them. He said "Never Cassidy. You belong to me. You always will belong to me."
His lips touched the back of her neck. It was so slow and gentle. Her breathing stopped for a moment. She felt a little shaky. She could not hide it. He did not hurry. He just stayed close to her rubbing his face against her neck. She could feel his warmth on her skin. The smell of lavender on her was like something he remembered from a time ago and he did not want to forget it. It was something that always made him think of her something that always brought him back, to her no matter where he went. The smell of lavender was familiar. It made him feel good like it always had.
