She marched down the porch steps, ignoring the rain, and pulled him into a hug. It was the kind of hug that rearranged your bones. She smelled of cedarwood, vanilla, and yeast. He felt his face press into the crook of her neck, his chin resting on her shoulder. He hadn't realized how cold he was until he felt her heat.
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Elias sat down. He felt lighter. Hollowed out, but in a clean way. "Linda?"
He looked at her. He looked at the softness of her jaw, the thickness of her arms, the comfortable, pillowy way she sat.
Elias spent his days working on his portfolio—he was a graphic designer by trade, currently unemployed—and trying to stay out of her way. But Linda didn't believe in staying out of the way.
He walked into the kitchen. Linda was there, flipping pancakes. She looked fresh, her hair damp from a shower, wearing a bright turquoise dress that hugged every curve.
She marched down the porch steps, ignoring the rain, and pulled him into a hug. It was the kind of hug that rearranged your bones. She smelled of cedarwood, vanilla, and yeast. He felt his face press into the crook of her neck, his chin resting on her shoulder. He hadn't realized how cold he was until he felt her heat.
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Elias sat down. He felt lighter. Hollowed out, but in a clean way. "Linda?" She marched down the porch steps, ignoring the
He looked at her. He looked at the softness of her jaw, the thickness of her arms, the comfortable, pillowy way she sat. He felt his face press into the crook
Elias spent his days working on his portfolio—he was a graphic designer by trade, currently unemployed—and trying to stay out of her way. But Linda didn't believe in staying out of the way.
He walked into the kitchen. Linda was there, flipping pancakes. She looked fresh, her hair damp from a shower, wearing a bright turquoise dress that hugged every curve.