I'll be right back." He whispered to her to make her understand, but she tightened up instead.
John, seeing that she was insecure again, gave up, leaving the sheet on the floor. Since she wouldn't let him go, he had to climb onto the bed and lay on top of her. His shirt was soaked from bathing her, so he needed to take it off.
Eva just watched him undress in front of her. "I can't get rid of this image." She muses to herself, which makes him take a look at her.
"Are you still afraid?"
"A little bit." She admitted honestly. "I was really scared when one of them was going to touch me."
He tilted his face so she was facing him. He kissed her lips gently, like a butterfly dancing on her lips. "Are you still afraid?"
"I'm perfectly fine with you," she said with a smile. "I don't want to think about it anymore, let's sleep."