Standing in the shower closet, washing off her body, Arya closed her eyes, letting the warm water wash away all her feelings.
She didn’t know what exactly she felt at the moment.
Soreness!
In her muscles from the rendezvous of the night before.
Guilt!
For sleeping with her colleague.
Regret!
Which she couldn’t understand, which place it came from. She was a consenting adult and so was he. The two enjoyed each other’s company but she couldn’t quite place why she felt a certain amount of regret in her actions that came purely out of a much aroused and less sensible part.
Perhaps Anger!
She let go off a loud breath as water splashed down her body, washing away all the lingering sensation she had from last night.
Last night she and Lucas slept with their arms intertwined and the mo
