''Why did you run off like that?''
''.............''
''Sky, Are you okay?''
''.............''
''Is it something I did?''
''...........''
He advanced towards me and cupped my cheeks so that I looked directly at him.
''Baby, talk to me.....'' He begged.
I tried so hard to keep the tear that tried to slip, back into my eye socket but it was useless.
''Please don't call me Sunshine, ever again.....please?''
''Sure, sure. I'll call you whatever you want. My Pumpkin pie, my honeybun, my hot and spicy, my addiction. I'll do only what pleases you.''
Damian thought for a while frowning to himself.
''.........But why though?.....''
I sighed.
''He used to call me that''
''Who?''
''I don't want to talk about it''
I tried to keep my mind busy, folding the clothes sprawled out on my bed. Yes, I run all the way to the packhouse.
Now, he was closer to me, caged between his strong arms.
''.......Who hurt you?...''
