12-13-2014, 07:28 AM
Rolan was nervous at holding Izer´s hand a good nervous, the one that made you felt alive after passing through life just being there, yet as they arrived home, he thought it decent to let go, even if he wanted to still hold his hand.
Jason was concentrated in his workshop, his sleeves rolled up her arms as he worked on the crib for his child, the cleaned the sweat of his forehead on his shoulder sleeve and continued working.
"He should really be committed to you Izer," Rolan said "You sure is fine if I come in? I don´t want to impose and...I'm so sorry for taking the liberty of holding your hand earlier, it was out of line," he apologized deeply.
Jason was concentrated in his workshop, his sleeves rolled up her arms as he worked on the crib for his child, the cleaned the sweat of his forehead on his shoulder sleeve and continued working.
"He should really be committed to you Izer," Rolan said "You sure is fine if I come in? I don´t want to impose and...I'm so sorry for taking the liberty of holding your hand earlier, it was out of line," he apologized deeply.