Neilson’s POV—
I am lost in passionate love making and am sure I won’t stop soon, when she whispers, “Neil, Please……Please , we need to stop.”
It takes me a few minutes to realise that she is not ready yet! I sigh deeply tightening my jaws and clenching my fists. I run my fingers through my hair and sit up on the bed. I rub my face with my palms trying to calm my excited mind. After a few seconds, I feel a soft touch on my shoulder. I turn my head left to find the guilty face of Juliana.
“I am sorry.” She whispers. Tears well up in her eyes and she says, “I am sorry. I ….we…ummm…we can ….” Seeing her struggling with words, I smile and pull her into my arms. She keeps her head on my chest and starts sobbing silently. But I can feel her tears on my chest. I pull her chin up with my hand
