I felt his large, rough hands grabbing my hips; making me let out an unintentional soft noise. He pulled me closer to him; our chests pressed together, fitted like puzzle pieces. Unlike his hands- his lips were soft, along with his demeanor when he kissed me. He seemed hesitant- but he seemed to push it off. I slowly wrapped my arms around his neck; pulling his face a bit closer to mine. After a moment- he pulled away, looking down at me.

"I'm sorry."