Matt watched her carefully, not realizing until she was this close how much he'd really missed her. The first few weeks of their rainbow and starry-eyed relationship had been fantastic in every right, and Matt had been worried that his late night madness would have ruined that chemistry. His heart was still pounding wildly, however, and even if Delilah was faking her happiness right now, she was trying, and that effort made his heart swell.
"That'd be great," he said, "Maybe, if you want, you could meet the guys---their wives are always pestering me about getting a girl, so..."
He turned toward her, hands going to her shoulders. She looked ruddy beautiful, and Matt would really, really hate it if she was just being nice. If she didn't want to break up with him before Halloween and ruin the fun. If she didn't know how to cut things off when dealing with someone who had issues like he did. Matt had always tried so hard for people to treat him normally, but it was now occurring to him that no one had ever known the real him and---that meant that there wasn't anyone out there who liked the real him.
Matt let out a breath, "You're still my girl, right?"
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