Heading home

I woke up this morning feeling like we were finally turning a corner. Parker was finally coming home. We finally made it into the compound and rescued everyone.

Everything we worked so hard for finally came full circle.

“Mmmmmm. Felicity, I’m not ready to get up yet,” Wyatt whispered sleepily, tightening his arms around my body.

Both of us fell into a much-needed deep sleep last night. It felt great to have such a huge weight lifted off of our shoulders.

I rolled over, pulling his face towards mine. Wyatt was handsome all the time, but goddess help me, him in the morning was a whole new level. The way his eyes had an almost innocent look to them. The light stubble that dotted his jaw line. The flush of his cheeks. I kissed him with a hunger I didn’t realize that I had until this moment.

The realization that so much could have gone wrong last night gave me a new understanding to the phrase 'Life is too short'.

I watched as his eyes grew wide and he smiled into the kiss.

“W