#Chapter200
‘Yes, you will. It’s what you do; it’s what you always do. It’s what you can’t help yourself from doing to me at every opportunity you get.’ I keep slapping away the hands he tries to lay on me, hysteria building crazily from deep down inside, and he seems to give up entirely. Lifting his hands defensively as though trying to show he will stop grabbing me if I just calm down. Eyes locked on my face in an expression that just screams at me to breathe.
‘Okay … okay … I’m done. I’ll drop it. I didn’t want to upset you and make this worse. I’m not touching … look … I swear. I don’t want to hurt you and I definitely don’t want to keep fighting with you.’ He looks pensive, that face not giving much away but his voice is unusually hoarse, even if it’s soft-toned and low, and his eyes are boring into mine in an almost pleading way. Nodding at me as if to make me look around and realise he has let me go. He’s trying to corral a wild animal with a soft approach.
