Vanessa sat frozen on the bed, her breath uneven, her fingers gripping the towel wrapped around her body. The room felt too quiet now that Steve had left. Her heart was still racing, her skin still tingling where he had touched her. She closed her eyes, trying to steady herself, but her mind was a mess.
What just happened?
She wanted to believe it was nothing but a mistake, a moment of weakness. But deep down, she knew it wasn’t. That scared her more than anything.
Across the hall, she heard the bathroom door click shut. Water started running. Steve was taking a shower.
Vanessa swallowed, trying to push away the thoughts rushing in. She should let this go, forget it happened. But instead, she found herself standing up.
Her feet moved before her brain could stop them.
She stepped out
