Anxiously, she watched as he got up and walked away from her. Had she spoiled everything? Was he angry with her?

But he gave her the time she requested instead. It made her feel relieved for only a few seconds. She didn't want that time anymore; she wanted things to be right between them. "I've had that time," she said quickly. She got up and approached, her steps quick at first, and then then last few more hesitant. She took his hand and looked up at his face nervously. "Are ye angry with me?"