MARK’S POV
I dressed up quickly and dashed down the stairs with my bag of equipment hurled across my shoulder. I was about to leave when I heard a voice behind me.
"You are leaving now?" I turned to see Linda holding a tray of pastries on her hands and a sad look on her face. My chest twisted at the hurt expression she wore.
"I'm so sorry I have practice this morning and I completely forgot, I have to rush over." I tried to explain but it didn't ease the guilt I felt at leaving her so soon after what we had done.
Women need closure, clarity and care after s*x and here I am bolting out the door like she's nothing.
She nodded and gave me a clearly forced smile. "Sure it's not a problem, you'll be back for lunch right?"
I shook my head." Couch normal keeps us until evening."
Her face f
