“I’m sorry,” she said and tried to brush the dampness from her face.
“It’s okay,” he said, cupping her jaw to rub his thumbs back and forth on her cheeks. “I’m sorry I made you cry, baby. God, I’m a f*****g idiot.”
Gritting his teeth, he swore at himself with such hatred that she was infused with a need to console him. “No,” she said, moving up onto her knees. “It’s not…” Her chin wobbled and he exhaled another pant of pain. “I don’t know how you do it… How you let them do it to you… You’re just so… You’re this amazing guy, but you let the world think you’re this selfish, cocky, player, and you’re just not like that…”
It took a minute, but his brows came slowly down over his eyes. “You’re… you’re crying for me? For me?”
Pulling away, she began to stand up. “I’m stupid, I—”
He yanked h
