When I'm tired, at the end of the longest of long weeks, I still just want to curl up in his arms and kiss him. Daaaaaarn it.
Focus, Kate. Focus on Meggie. Focus on how much fun you're going to have tonight (and IKEA tomorrow!)
You miss him, yes, but it's mostly you being tired. You saw him this morning. Relax... breathe... relax.
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