Elliott stood up, his toes curling as he let out a stretch. "Trust me Rosie, you didn't drink that much love" he walk around the bed and into the bathroom. He sat on the baths foundation, and rub Rosie back with one hand. "Come on maybe you go food poisoning" he didn't want to answer the fact that yes they did do it, and yes unprotected. Rosie acted as if she never been with a man before, surly Cramina wasn't convice out of mid-air. "Rosie, come on its you know how couple express their love in that way. Don't tell me your shock" he kept rubbing her nude back, the towel only wrap to conceal her rare and front side the most. She was clutching that comforter like it was her dear life. "You know I love you right" again he believe that was more to Rosie than she was telling him. Why else would she act disgusted by her action, whatever happen in the past is being drag to their future. Elliott wish she didn't let the past haunt her and just live her life the way she wanted to be. He sigh steady himself to slide besides her. "Look at me Rosie, please don't feel ashame" he grabbed her and set her on his lap. He lace his arms around her abdominal area, and held her close while one hand twirl down her tawny tresses. "You have to believe what I say, don't feel ashame because what we did was magic, and I don't want you to feel like it was something wrong" he said whispering in her ear. He kissed the top of her head, and held her close to his chest. "You okay?"