The flight home was much better than the one coming. Never mind the fact that I actually managed to sleep, but the food was better, there was no one close enough to me in the aisle to touch me, and no curtains were flung in my face.Caleb had only needed my help for the first couple of hours, so once he put his headphones on to watch a movie, I knocked the fuck out. I didn’t realise how tired I was until the flight attendant was tapping my shoulder to say we were about to land.I looked over at Caleb to find him much the same—rubbing his eyes with the pads of his fingers. Even sleep-rumpled, he was so…beautiful. His hair was messy, sticking out in places I didn’t think it could; his eyes were heavy with sleep in this adorable way, and he had pillow lines on his face.Once again, I felt the urge to put my mouth on him, to cuddle up to him and rub my hands through his hair.Fucking hell, this wasn’t normal. Especially not for me. I didn’t pine after men I couldn’t have. I’d had men chas
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