"Forgive me. If it hadn't been for me, you wouldn't have had these scars in the first place. I am—" His lips suddenly stole the words from her mouth, his tongue delved into the deep corners of her mouth and her hands held onto him firmly so the sweet sensations of his kiss would not sweep her off her feet in the water.
He wanted to press her body close to his body as he kissed her just like he used to do but unlike before, he couldn't do that now because her huge stomach was standing in the way and he feared holding her too tight would make her feel uncomfortable.
"If anyone should be asking for forgiveness," He breathes over her lips, "It should be me." He places a kiss on her left eye, then on her right eye, and one on her head. Then he took her lips again, kissing her with all the tenderness in him. Treating her with the gentleness that she deserved.
