His hand slipped down and his lips were pressed against mine as I squirmed.
I turned my head and began to shake.
"Easton, stop," I felt his finger over the thin fabric of my panties.
"Stop," I breathed and my breath caught in my throat. I didn't know how to react. My body wanted him but my heart and mind were screaming for him to stop.
"Easton, stop it!" I screamed and started pulling frantically. He stopped and stepped back.
"What the hell is wrong with you!" I screamed and backed away into the table.
"I-i'm sorry I didn't think you were…I'm sorry," he said and took a few steps back.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't you were serious. I shouldn't have done that, I'm so sorry," I looked down at the floor and pulled my shirt down.
"I think you should go," I said and pulled my arms around myself, pushing back the tears that were rising.
"Gabby, I-"