Her words where heaven, soft angel caresses uttered from her lips. She brought him down from the infuriating high he had been on, she pulled him away from the precarious cliff he had been hanging by a thread on. Feeling her press into him, he took a deep breath in, taking her scent, the heat of her body pressed into his. He tore his eyes from the sky, and turned his head, burying his face into her bodice.
Crystal tears brimmed at his eyes, and slowly one leaked down as he pressed into her, clinging to her as a life vest. What had he done? He had cast them both from his home all because he couldn?t control his mind. Guilt burdened his heart, and a soft whine escaped his jaws as he nuzzled her. He stood like that, for several moments without speaking. He just couldn?t talk, couldn?t verbally admit what he had done, yet. It was all his fault.
She had been his anchor today, he wasn?t sure he would have made it through the night and like a God-given gift she had appeared on the border. His heart had been through hell, it had been an emotional roller-coaster of the day and he had reached his limit. Burying his face deeper into her fur, several other crystalline tears leaked out, accompanied by shuddering breaths, before he finally spoke.
?It?s all my fault.? The words were uttered upon a broken whisper.