My fist was about to land to his chest but he stopped it first and I came eye to eye with those expressive eyes. I wouldn't know a that a lone tear escaped my eyes if he didn't wipe it using his thumb. Unlike me, he was so calm and composed as he continue to wipe my tears that became uncontrollable.
"Shh, let's talk about this first, hmm?" I sob and cry, still punching him lightly as I started to get weak from crying. He carried me to the counter top and made me sit there with him in between my bare legs. He can literally see my sex but he never once look at it as he was busy helping me wipe my own tears.
"How could you do this to me." My voice was breaking and stuttering that it made have a hard time breathing. I was am really worried and mad at the same time and I never once felt this bad for myself.