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It was time for me to head home, but the night spent with Hudson had made me reluctant to leave. For some reason, I wanted to stay. He made me feel safe, loved and appreciated. He felt familiar, like some part of me I didn't know was missing... I said goodbye with the promise of returning as soon as I was done with certain things at home and left. I returned home not too long ago, but I already missed the comfort he brought me. My mind was a mix of racing thoughts and questions. What about him made me feel the way I did? And why did it feel as though I felt my best friend's side? With Conner, I didn't feel this way. I missed him, but that was it. I never wanted to rush things just to get back to him, but with Hudson, that's how I felt. As I gathered my things I would need to get ready fo