"Babe, you know guys aren't the best in reading body language, so I need you to tell me: are these new tears a yes or no?" - said Martin in the softest voice ever, almost like he was talking to an upset pup. Which I probably acted like right now.
"Yes" - I answered and looked into his almost black eyes which sparkled with joy hearing that.
His hands went from my shoulders right to my hips gripping them tightly yet not painfully and with one swift movement Martin put me on his lap and kissed me hungrily. I still am amazed how strong he is, he always makes me feel so tiny and fragile when I'm in his arms. There, in these arms I can be vulnerable.
He kissed me pouring everything he had in that act, showing me how much he wanted me. He was right that the circumstances weren't perfect and
