“I’m sorry, Anthony,” Calista apologized, maintaining her distance. She shouldn’t have leaped out of bed like that, but she couldn’t help it. He kissed her when she wasn’t expecting it, and she had to react because of her conflicting feelings.
“Calista, is there something wrong?” Anthony asked, puzzled, finally recovering from the shock. “You’re always so distant, and I can’t help wondering if I’ve offended you in any way.”
“I’m sorry, Tony,” she pleaded again, keeping her distance. “I’m so sorry.”
He stared at her for a while before finally getting up from the bed. After a moment of contemplation, he walked toward her. Calista tried everything within her to stay rooted to the spot, resisting the urge to step back as he approached.
“It’s fine,” he said, noticing her struggles. “Are you
