Twenty Three

Jordan

"No." I whispered while I wiped my eyes and tried to control my breathing back to normal. "I can't." I whispered again and I bent down to pick up the eggs. I started to breathe harder and I quickly picked up the eggs and slammed them down on the carton. He placed his hand on my wrist and I flinched away. I dropped the eggs once again and cried. He pulled me into his chest and I cried while I held on to his shirt with shaky hands. He rubbed my back while saying soothing words into my ear.

He carried me onto his lap and rocked...