"It's who you are Kara," he grimaced as he let go of his his shoulder, "It's me who should be apologizing. I should be more patient with you, and give you the time you need to allow yourself to trust someone. Especially a complete stranger." He smiled in her direction and then began to laugh. "If I hadn't know you were crying before, I'd say you were crying because I'm hurt. Don't worry though it's not your fault, and there's no reason for you to apologize either." Bronson shifted so he could push her hair back behind her ears. "You're even beautiful when you've been crying." He looked in to Kara's eyes deeply as he continued to smile.<br/><br/>"I want to move forward but where do we go now?" Bronson pressed his back against the lockers and forced himself on to his feet. "We could ditch and head out for something to eat, or do what ever you would like to do. Leave it up to me and I'll be teaching you how to throw a football," Bronson laughed at his own corniness but it was actually something he would like to do. "Want to break that shyness of yours. I'm sure I could think of way to do that." As he said that he began to think about what he could have her do. Nothing sexual of course, but something that would require a great deal of confidence.