Note: I've done a slight re-write, and, hopefully, improved upon the original.
“I miss kissing, and cuddling, and pillow talk. I miss holding someone, having someone to touch, and being touched. I miss sex. I miss the companionship, too, but I miss the lust.”
Maggie was breathless at the confession. He’d spoken it so honestly, so eloquently. It had been a long time since anyone had been so completely open with her, and laid themselves bare before her with their words.
“I shouldn’t have said that,” Rick said, trying to walk it back. “That was inappropriate.”
“It was honest,” she said. “Nothing wrong with being honest, Rick.”
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