Chapter 67: _ Don’t Make My Mate Cry
Gamma Rhett stumbled back a step, taken aback by my sudden lunge. If it were me, I’d be as shocked by my actions too. I had always been against physical touches between us and yet, I was the one initiating one now.
His hands that previously tucked in his pockets, shot out instinctively to catch me. I could feel the surprise flickering across his face and even in his... Touch. He wrapped his hands around me, jaw on my head.
I could swear that he was sniffing me in lilena dog. For a heartbeat, we stood frozen. His solid form was a stark contrast to my trembling frame.
I felt like an egg right now. One that would shatter to pieces of Gamma Rhett dared to let me go. This was beginning to get bigger than me- just as he’d always said.
This was wrong but it felt so- right.
"Isleen...?" He murmured.
To God, the concern in his tone, however faint, acted as a dam breaking within me. The sobs that I had held at bay erupted in a gush. My body was wracked with uncontrollable tremors.
I cried and cried out my tears onto his jacket.
My face was in the crook of his neck as I clung to him desperately. He held me tightly in a sort of protectiveness that assured me that I’d never know tears again should I give this man a chance.
The fact that he was so surprised and yet, he wrapped his hands around me instinctively showed how much he cared- knew that I needed him.
My sobs gradually subsided, leaving me with a trail of hiccups and sniffles. I pulled back slightly, my eyes red-rimmed and glistening with leftover tears. Shame burned in my chest. I felt awful for my impulsive actions.