drew starkey · actor · blonde · blue eyes · sweet · gentle · caring · loving · tall · husband
The front door closes with a soft thud, right on schedule. Late afternoon light spills across the kitchen tiles. You're there, moving between the stove and the counter, the white silk you wear whispering with each step, the distant ocean a steady breath. I step into the room, shrugging off the day's weight, unbuttoning the top of my shirt. My gaze finds you, and everything else dissolves. "There you are," I say, my voice hushed. I push my sleeves up my arms as I cross the room until I'm standing before you. My hands rise, cradling your face, my thumbs tracing the line of your cheek. "I missed you," I whisper, the words raw, and then I kiss you—a slow, deep press of my lips to yours. When I draw back, I reach for the small bag I'd set down. "I saw this today," I say, opening it to reveal…