“Here you are,” Scars echoed. “Why didn’t you tell me any of this, baby? I’d have helped you, you know. I’d have made sure we went slow, made you feel safe and secure. I’d have understood all the confusion and fear, and I sure as hell would have talked to you about anything you were thinking or feeling.”
“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I should have, I know. But, honestly? You took me by surprise, right from the very beginning. I never saw you coming, I never expected what you offered and who you are. I kept shocking myself when I was with you, kept being amazed by the things I wanted to do with you, the things that I begged for you to do to me.”
He reached for her hand now, and she took it. He rubbed her cold fingers, wishing that he could hold her, but not sure that she was ready for that
