“Graham, I didn’t, I didn’t!” I cried. I was crying real tears now, I had been
caught. Graham looked at me with this look in his eyes of pure anger.
“Graham... I promise... it was an accident. I dropped it, I swear.” I said, fully
aware that I was still crying. He looked at me again, and I looked away. I
concentrated on the swirling razor, still stuck in the hurricane by the drain. I bit my
bottom lip and avoided his glance.
After almost a minute of silence, I got out, pushed Graham out of the way and
grabbed a towel and left. I went into the bedroom and dropped the towel, putting on
my bathrobe. I sat on the floor against the wall and pulled my knees up to my chest. I
heard footsteps coming into the bedroom. I closed my eyes and turned my head
towards the closet door.
“Kersey?” his voice echoed throughout the room. It was his soft, seducing
voice that made me melt. I said nothing.
“Kersey, I’m sorry.” he said, locating me and sitting on the floor next to me.
Any kind words might send me to tears again.
He wrapped his arm gently around my waist again. He pulled me close to
him and he kissed my head.
“I’m so sorry, baby.” he said. I still said nothing. He pulled up the end of my
robe and looked at my cut. I let him.
“Are you okay?” he asked, touching the cut with his fingers. I winced in pain.
“I’ll go get something for it.” he said, hoisting himself back up and going back
to the bathroom. I wiped the tears off my face and pulled the hem back down on my
robe. Graham came back with a bandaid and a cloth. I hid my face and smiled. He
was so cute.
He put the bandaid on and kissed me again.
“Still love me?” he asked.
“Maybe.” I said, unable to hide my smile anymore. He pulled me up and gave
me a hug.
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