When he said not just yet, Cyn heaved a deep sigh and closed her eyes again, waiting for whatever was coming next.  When his hand trailed over her bottom, she could not suppress the shiver that coursed through her body.  Then he pulled her up and she was sitting across his lap with his arms around her.  She sat there with her hands clasped in her lap, starring at her hands like she had never seen them before.  Something tickled her chin and she swiped at it with her hand.  When her hand came away smeared with blood she looked for something to wipe it on, but found nothing, so she just fisted her hand and let it fall again to her lap.<br/><br/>After a few moments of silence she raised her eyes to his and said, "I really am sorry for pulling your hair and kneeing you in the leg.  I have had a hard day, this and you, are a bit much to swallow at one time.  But that is no excuse for the way I acted and I am very sorry."  Her voice was very soft and a little husky from all the screaming she had done.  She tucked her chin down to her chest as the tears that she had been fighting broke free.