A Bravo Homecoming. Christine Rimmer

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      And then he said, his voice barely a croak, “Sam? My God. Sam.”

      She laughed in delight. “Oh, Travis…” And she threw her arms around him. He stiffened at first—because she seemed so different, like a stranger?

      She wasn’t sure. She started to feel kind of awkward, that she had maybe scared him by jumping all over him.

      But then he relaxed. His arms came around her. He hugged her good and tight and he whispered, “You are drop-dead gorgeous, you know that?” He pressed his cheek to hers. “And you smell so good….”

      She could have stood there, holding him tight like that forever. She liked it, so much, the glorious feel of his big, hard body pressed against hers. In his arms right then she felt so…feminine. Not soft, exactly. She was too buff for that.