12 Years After My Divorce, I Ran Into My First Love—And What Happened When Our Eyes Met Took My Breath Away

to think you actually like those textbooks more than me.” I’d bump his shoulder and laugh. “That’s impossible.” “You didn’t even look up when I said hello this morning.” “I was reviewing chemistry.” “I rest my case.” Then he’d slip his fingers between mine, and somehow the pressure sitting in my chest would simply disappear.

Jamie had that effect on continue reading …