Phoebe's hand lingered just over the green golf ball for a moment. Hearing him say that made her heart jump and her breath catch. Letting her hand drop away from the bucket she turned to face him, eyes filled with emotion as she looked up to meet his gaze.

"It's not strange at all." She reached out to touch his cheek, "Not at all. I've honestly been feeling the same way. So much has happened that we haven't been able to take time for us. I've missed you, too."