As soon as I saw Bobby I ran to him. I practically threw myself at him. He saw me and was ready. He threw his arms wide and I pushed myself into his arms, let him feel every part of me that he might have forgotten about, and I gave my mouth to him and let him kiss me, taste me. His hands reached up into my hair (I'd just gotten it done the day before) and I listened to him take a deep breath of my perfume.

"God," he said when we broke apart, "you look amazing."

I smiled at him, half with lust and half with what I'm...