Hanna's POV
"I thought you wanted me," I whispered, hating how vulnerable my voice sounded.
"I do. But not like this," he answered, making me frown. Not like this? "I want you to be fully into this Hanna, and I can read the doubt in your mind. I'm going to go change and order pizza."
"I already ordered Chinese," I whispered, pointing to the food on the table. Which he obviously hadn't noticed. He sighed and walked up to me. He pulled me into his arms.
"I want you baby," he said. "More than you know. But I can feel the doubt in your mind. Even though you're pushing it away, I can feel it. I don't want to pressure you into anything. I'm sorry for the way I acted this morning."
I smiled a small smile. "Okay. You change and I will get the food in the living room. "
He grinn
