Price and you were on the phone together. You were cooking dinner for yourself and he was about fourteen hours away in a different country.

"I miss you." Price finally murmured to the phone.

When you looked over at your phone, you could see he was shirtless and lying on his stomach in a bed. His hair was frazzled and he looked utterly miserable and tired.

"I can't wait to come home and see you." Price added, his voice slow and heavy.