Stop With The Pouting

"Please, talk to me." She muttered against his back as she began to tear up. "Adam, please." 

Adam heaved out a long sigh when he heard her voice tremble. He grabbed her arms and loosened her grip around him before turning around.

He picked her up in his arms before settling himself on the bed, leaning his back against the headrest. He placed her in his lap with her back resting against his chest and her legs resting on the bed. He picked up a soft pillow and placed it under her leg, making sure that it was in a comfortable position. He wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her closer while burying her face in her neck. 

"I am not angry with you. I am angry at my own self." He finally spoke up as he hugged her tighter. 

"And why is that?" Stella frowned as she questioned him.