"IM SORRY, I know you're having a hard time..." he whispered to me as he freely smelled my hair.

Slowly, I tried to get up but quickly I realize how ditzy I was when I bite my lip to keep me from crying.

"I'm sorry, babe." He repeated, his hug with me even tighter.

He also kissed my hair and neck one after another. I want him to stop it, but I don't have enough power to do that, especially what he did next.

He moves his head closer to mine, and kiss me tenderly. It was slow and soft, his hand resting below my ears and his thumb caressing...