Chapter 51

I shrug and hold up my thumb and forefinger, “Maybe a little.”

He chuckles. “Then, yes, I miss you.” I smile, and he reaches out and pokes my side gently when I don’t slap his hand away like he’s used too he drops his hand to his side, a little frown on his face. He sighs a moment later and runs his fingers through his hair. “I’m really burnt out, and you’re always so good at distracting me, so I