|Innaya|
Why was I afraid?
He asked me this question. What kind of answer was he expecting?
I was afraid of what would follow. I was afraid because without any warning Eshan made a move. I was unsuspecting.
In reality, was I afraid or hesitant?
I knew, he was no stranger but my husband. Then, why was I having doubts at such a moment?
"Innaya, are you afraid of physical intimacy? Are you afraid of us crossing that last barrier? I'm not asking you, 'what are you afraid of'. What I want to know is 'why'. It's absolutely okay for you to feel nervous, jittery, on guard, this being your first experience when it comes to such matters." Eshan probed further. His deep understanding was touching, at the same time, his analysis was unsettling.
I blinked my eyes, watching his serious face, turning more and more firm.
A flash of anger crossed his features before his eyes returned to normal.
