Part 11.2

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"But you always like it when you see me sweat. And when you would feel so comfortable that you could smell me before shouting in my ears to get in the shower so that you could clean me up immediately." I frowned.

"Times have change just like when you did." D.o tried to reach for the handle of the door.

Grabbing his arms, I pulled him into a tight hug.

"Don't go. I'm sorry." I whispered into his ear.

When I realised that D.o was no longer resisting, I felt him jerk.

"Honey, don't cry please." I cupped his cheeks.

"I missed you." D.o sobbed.

"I missed you too." I lead him to the side of the room and sat down on the floor. "Come here."

D.o only shook his head when I pat my thigh. Despite his reaction, I pulled D.o down slowly and cradled him.

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