#Chapter311
Issues and amends
Mack
After Christmas, we were enjoying some downtime from the chaos of Christmas. Well, that was until things went left instead of right. It started one evening when Shawn and I were enjoying one-on-one time, aka make out time.
Things were getting intense, and I climbed onto his lap, facing and straddling him as his hands laid upon my hips. As things progressed, I could feel him dig his fingertips into my skin. Then he said, stop before he yelled, /"Stop it!/" He pushed me off him.
I sat on the bed, confused. Shawn paced back and forth with frustration, grabbing his head with his hands. Then he turned to me. /"What part of the word stop, doesn’t anyone understand?/" Shawn yelled at me.
The tone of his voice shocked me.
