She looked at him with equal parts anger, embarrassment, and longing as she considered his words. Anger at herself for reacting as she did. She had been delayed last night, and he was making sure it would not happen again this night. That same shyness she had felt before came over her and she smiled at him.
"You are forgiven, of course. I am... happy you are here, Warren. I was not looking forward to another night alone. What I mean is, I would like to hear the end of the story."
She turned back towards the bed and continued fighting with straps, trying to remove the burdens she'd been wearing all night now.
"You are forgiven, of course. I am... happy you are here, Warren. I was not looking forward to another night alone. What I mean is, I would like to hear the end of the story."
She turned back towards the bed and continued fighting with straps, trying to remove the burdens she'd been wearing all night now.
