CHAPTER 13

NATHAN

I have been with many women, but not one was like her. The way she kissed me, loved me, fought to take charge, I still could not push her out of my mind.

And I wanted more… so much more…

I knocked at the bathroom door behind which she was currently hiding.

“Can I come in?” I asked.

“Yes,” she replied, her voice hoarser than my expectations.

As I entered, I saw her sitting in the shower.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, rushing to her. Her head was down on her knees and she was hugging herself. “Does it hurt or was I that bad?” I added.

She sniffed and looked up. Her eyes were bloodshot and she was crying.

I could never stand anyone’s tears, but hers simply broke my heart.

“Hey,” I spoke, as I moved her hair from her face and wiped it.

“I am sorry,” she choked.

“Why are you sorry?” I asked.

“I am sorry,” she hugged me and sobbed so harshly that I could not understand what I was supposed to do.

I picked up her sobbing form in my arms and carried her out. I wrapped her body in a blanke