Sasha closed her eyes, a sigh left her lips, “I love him,” she mumbled, “you have always known.”
“But he hurt you, he treated you badly.”
“It was all my fault and a little misunderstanding. I hurt him first, in high school.”
His gaze went to her slightly parted lips and he gulped, his thumb traced her bottom lip and loved the way it trembled. She tried to move her face away but he didn’t let her, rather he tightened his hold on her chin.
“Craig, stop,” She said with a tone of warning.
“Hush,” he muttered and leaned forward to kiss her.
Sasha panicked and did the first thing that came to her mind. She pushed him away and slapped him hard on the cheek. Craig was shocked, his hand cupped his stinging cheek as he glared at her. Sasha gulped, she clenched her hand in a tight fist to numb
