A few hours later, Katie wiped her hand over the mirror, clearing the fog away. The bathroom was steamy and warm, and it was making her drowsy again. She blinked hard and tried to focus.
She heard Adam moving around in the bedroom outside the door. It sounded like he was unpacking a bit, maybe turning down the bed.
The bed.
Even though they had, technically, slept together on the same sleeping bag and under the same blankets the night before, something about sharing a bed felt – different. More official, more blatant. They weren’t like innocent kids on a sleepover or at summer camp, not anymore. This felt adult and totally acknowledged.
She stared at herself, wondering what the night was going to bring. She didn’t feel anywhere near ready for s*x, but her body did want something.
How
