Oct 12, 2009 23:20
Chase looks too much like a scared little boy and you’re glad you only told him after he’d pushed you up against the wall.
“You sure?”
He lets out a shaky breath and runs his fingers through his shock of blond hair.
“You think I would’ve ruined the evening based on a hunch?”
You shouldn’t yell, this isn’t his fault. It’s what you’ve wanted. A child, no commitment from a man already taken - the sensational sex was only an added bonus.
So why are you suddenly shaking in his arms, clinging to his shirt, your tears running down his cheeks?
chase/cuddy