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She choked out the words, doing her best to make them sound
broken. “I don’t know what to do anymore. I don’t know what
you want. I know how big this case is and how important it is and
how much pressure you’re under…”
She choked off the final words, sensing his approach. When she
felt him touch her, she shuddered.
“Hey, it’s okay,” he said grudgingly. “You don’t have to cry.”
She turned toward him, squeezing her eyes shut, putting her face
against his chest. “I just want to make you happy,” she
stammered. She wiped her wet face on his shirt.
“We’ll figure it out, okay? We’ll have a nice weekend. I promise.
To make up for last night.”
She put her arms around him, pulling him close, sniffling. She
drew another rasping inhale. “I’m really sorry. I know you didn’t
need that today. Me getting all blubbery for nothing. You’ve got
so much on your plate already.”
“I can handle it,” he said. He tilted his head and she leaned up to
kiss him, her eyes still shut. When she pulled back, she wiped her
face with her fingers and pulled close to him again. As he pressed
against her, she could feel him getting excited. She knew how her
vulnerability turned him on.
“We’ve got a little time before I have to head into work,” he said.
“I should clean the kitchen first.”
“You can do it later,” he said.
Minutes later, with Kevin moving atop her, she made the sounds
he wanted while staring out the window of the bedroom and
thinking of other things.