Snippet #1824681

James allowed Dante to cry into his shirt, a sad expression on his face. He could feel the damp spots on his shirt where her tears fell and it made him feel a bit guilty for bringing up the obviously painful subject. As she stepped back, he allowed a small smile to cross his handsome features.

“I’m sorry, I ruined your shirt”

She said to him with a bit of a laugh. He shook his head in forgiveness of the 'crime' and laughed as well.

“I’ll try not to be so…explosive in public. I really am sorry.”

She sounded sincerely apologetic when she said this and he believed when she said she would try. He saw a hint of a frown on her face before she looked down and once again he felt a pang of guilt at bringing up the touchy subject.

"Don't worry, you're already forgiven," his voice was deep and calming as he spoke, a hint of a smile on his face and in his voice.