With the utmost respect, he dressed me in one of his shirts, eyes never leaving mine. As soon as the end of the clothing reached my thigh, he bent over and picked me up. Cradling me to his chest, he began walking, keeping me as close to him as possible.
"That scared me so much." He mumbled into my neck as he carried me through the thick brush. His heart that was pounding in his chest could be heard easily by my ears, the quick pace was unusual.
"I know." I whispered and ran my fingers through his hair, his sigh hitting my ear. "I'm sorry."
"I know you are just-" He paused for a bit and I pulled back so that I may see his expression. I watched as he swallowed harshly and his voice became hoarse and weak. "Just please don't do it again."
"Okay. Okay, I won't." I promised him and tucked m
