Alexander stared at the ceiling, replaying the events with Valerie in his mind. He couldn't quite believe what he'd discovered: she was a virgin.
He had taken Valerie's first time, something he hadn't expected from a woman he'd perceived as indecent.
He pondered how she had managed to preserve her virginity despite her apparent alcoholism. He'd witnessed her at the bar three times now.
He struggled to define his current feelings towards Valerie. Was it guilt for taking advantage of her? Or satisfaction for punishing her for cursing him, and, in his mind, for causing the loss of his girlfriend's unborn child?
He took a deep breath, then glanced at his wristwatch, noting it was nearly four in the morning. He quietly slipped out of bed and looked at Valerie, now sound asleep.
He gently
