Chapter 149

When he got on the bed he shifted her slightly in his arms, continuing to cradle her. The soft kisses on the top of her head and the caresses of his hands down her arms made her want to punch him. She didn't want his comfort. Even more so, she didn't want to want his comfort, but she couldn't remember any one ever holding her or comforting her while she cried. She couldn't remember anyone ever stopping and taking the time to just sit with her.

That he was the first made her cry harder for a while, but slowly, gradually, she ran out of tears.

He didn't stop holding her until she stopped crying, and when he put her on the bed he went into the washroom, wet a cloth with cold water and brought it back to clean the tears off her face. It was cool and rough against her hot skin, and it felt good. Emotionally she felt completely drained, practically numb, which might have been why she didn't even care as Jordan stripped her out of the dress he'