Ok so you managed to persuade me to update this :p though I will blame you if I fail my exam on Monday ;)
So when her lips gently grazed his, he knew pulling away instantly was the right thing.
He sat staring at her, wearing a dumbstruck look while her eyes darted around the room, wide and fearful. He knew she wouldn't have likely had any romance in her life since long before she became housekeeper, to have gone that length of time without any form of love, feeling alone and unable to express emotion to others, would surely keep her longing for the contact. After so much sorrow in one morning she wouldn't be in a state of being able to control any of her emotions, especially when it came to wanting comfort and love.
Her look broke his heart further, she looked utterly devastated, as if crying uncontrollably wouldn't be enough to express her sadness. She looked down in mortification breathing far too fast for him to consider healthy and her lip began to tremble. Once he'd regained his senses he noticed a chill run through his body, he hadn't noticed she'd removed her arms from around him and had her hands clasped together, nails digging into her knuckles.
He couldn't believe what his mind had made him do, the woman he loved so much had tried to kiss him and he'd moved away, pushing her away, a silent reminder of their positions and an insult towards her that he would always put his job before comforting her, even before his own feelings. But yet he knew, had he kissed her and found she'd only wanted to comfort and felt nothing but friendship towards him, he would be left with the biggest hole in his heart. A hole that could never be fixed while they still worked together and would likely still hurt long after they'd parted.
He was stuck, unable to decide what on earth to do, something as simple as a kiss had destroyed his ability to comprehend what was right. He couldn't look into her eyes, already damaged by her grief, now full of humiliation for her forwardness, no remote sign of happiness left in them. The person she relied on most for comfort and support had just pushed her away, she couldn't tell what he must think of her now?
He heard her sniff, his head shot up, curls had fallen loose and hung over her forehead but he spotted the unmistakable tears glistening over her cheeks. 'No', he wouldn't let her cry again especially not now he was the reason, she'd been calming down and he'd just made her all the more worse.
He reached out to take her hand, to try and explain what he did but she pulled back as if his touch was burning hot.
"Elsie…"
"No Mr Carson…please…just leave."
Haha, you wanted a fast update, you didn't tell me I had to sort everything out between them :p Please review though, this is really getting hard to write (that's why this is so short, not because I want to annoy you. )