"Do you feel sorry for me?"
Amber had walked from the window to lean against the countertop of the kitchen.
"Well, I do. I would be devasted if I was in your situation, I would keep it in and let the worries get to my heart and break down eventually." She watched as he stood up from the couch and slowly turned towards her, walking slowly in her direction. She sucked in a deep breath as he locked her in his gaze.
Her heart began beating fast and her body got a hot rush, she felt her body retract in a sudden jerk as he stood in front of her, his hands now moved to rest on either side of her torso on the counter caging her, and right after her body pushed back to creat the inches of space between their bodies, she wanted his touch. She wanted his hand on hers, and she wanted to see what
