Maybe it's because of the fact that it had been so long since he'd seen her, maybe its because he'd thought he'd already moved on to a life with Emily, maybe its because it's the fact that he thought she was dead, that'd he'd never see her again.
Whatever it was it left him completely unprepared for the full body jolt he felt at seeing her again. His heart hammered a crazy beat in his chest until he had to remind himself to breathe, to move forward, to not just stand and stare at her like an idiot.
And then she hugged him, threw her soft, strong, silky arms around his neck and pressed her slightly skinnier, yet just as alluring body against his.
Suddenly Emily is the farthest thing from his mind and he's kicking himself for ever letting Heather go. For not forcing her to stay in Jericho where she was safe, for acting like he'd just forgotten about her, for being so unfeeling to her before she left.
He was sorry, sorry, sorry. And as he watched her move on and hug Emily, as he watched them talk and catch up he felt a deep ache in the pit of his stomach. Things just got a lot more complicated for him.