"Landon, no, don't apologize. It isn't your fault. It's mine. I started it and I shouldn't have." She looked at his hand on her wrist, an ever growing panic rising in her chest as she schooled her features and everything about her into the picture perfection of utter calm. She turned to face him, shutting off all of her emotions. "It's fine, Landon." God, she felt like such a machine right now, and probably sounded like one. But he had kissed her and it had felt..different, different than when Aidrian had kissed her. "It's not your fault, I promise."
She looked at him, she could read everything on his face. The hurt, the panic, and much more. GOd, she hated that she had hurt him like that. "It really isn't your fault. It's mine. I started it and I shouldn't have. I don't want to hurt you.."