He held her hand then sat her down on the bed then he went around to the other side and lied down, he patted the bed, telling her to also lie down but to her surprise, she didn't hesitate.
She placed her arm under her pillow and curled up her legs while he drew up the duvet to cover them.
"You can talk now," he whispered
"I did something wrong tonight, I wavered for a moment but I made things right but it still doesn't change the fact that I did something wrong," she confessed with a guilt-filled expression on her face, he smiled warmly then brushed her wayward strands back with his hands stroking her hair.
"If you came to me straight after then it can only mean you did something wrong to me, there is only one thing you can do wrong but I doubt it is what I am thinking because right now I am not someone you can wrong in your heart," his voice was filled with sentiments and longing which she understood.
