"Finally getting control of herself, Amelia cleared her aching throat. She lifted her head from Cam's shoulder and blinked.
'Better?' he asked, holding the handkerchief up to her nose.
Amelia nodded and blew obediently. 'I'm sorry,' she said in a muffled voice. 'I shouldn't have turned into a watering pot. I'm finished now.'
Cam seemed to look right inside her. His voice was very soft. 'You don't have to be sorry. You don't have to be finished, either.'
She realized that no matter what she did or said, no matter how long she wanted to cry, he would accept it. And he would comfort her. That made her eyes water again." p. 290