Jabi
My arms are wrapped around him in a tight embrace but something feels off with him. We are both naked, he has this dreamy expression on his face but I know him and I can tell that something is wrong.
Something must have happened on his way back.
I don't know what it is but it feels like it is something that he wants to get off his chest. "Do you want to talk,'' I ask him as I push myself closer to him. He lets out a sigh and then I find my eyes on him. He is looking at me too and there is a lot of guilt on his face.
Slowly, he detaches from me and sits up on the bed, revealing his chest and lower abdomen. I pull the covers off me and sit up next to him. We just had sex, things are good. Why does he look so in his head right now?
"I need to tell you something but you have to promise not to get mad."
